mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is.
I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Friday, December 16, 2011
last remnant from my somewhat abandoned planter BOX boxes
untended since July, I've gotten one last harvest from my planter boxes. need to get my boxes up here to plant next crop. the boxes would seem unnecessary, but do far everything I've planted has been dug up at the roots and tossed aside to wither by the armadillos and the Bambi's have been hungry enough to eat a few deer resistant plants I tried.
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