Pearl Sutton wrote:
I have cascade days, and I'll tell mom "well, I gave a mouse a cookie, that's why I'm under the truck all greasy..." that's where it has cascaded to.
Which is why yesterday I was sifting buckets of ash from the woodstove instead of planting my apple tree...
(I wanted the charcoal chunks to inoculate with water, urine etc to spread around in the soil where the tree's going to be planted. I've been too busy to get a biochar kiln built and it's been too wet to get dry biomass to fill it if I had built it.)
However, making more of my pumpkin cookies is on the list... somehow all the last ones have disappeared and I don't believe mice had anything to do with it. However, #2 son actually noticed that the raisins were different, "Were they our own home-dried raisins, mom? They tasted unique!" Yeah! Another win for not growing the same old, same old!