Sunday, January 17, 2016

So We Had a Bad Year

This year’s crop is meager, that’s for sure. There’s no way of getting around that; although, truth be told, it may be due to nothing more than the fact that the season is so short this year.

We really need to start thinking of starting this baby up around Thanksgiving. There are even some who think we should look at Labor Day.

The harvest story is pretty much the same for all the other growers down here. There’s talk beginning to swell that we should get together to ask the governor to declare a state of emergency and to petition the Feds for assistance from FEMA.

Me, I’m not too sure about bringing that outfit into the picture. I still remember how not so helpful they were after  “Kat” and “Rita.”

But a man’s got to do what a man’s got to do. You ladies, too.

Otherwise how’re we going to feed the little ones if this industry dries up?

Monday, January 11, 2016

The Rest of the Story

Many of you took my last post as an admission of elder-abuse on my part toward Bobby because I would not stop the car in City Park to allow him to run amok among the oak trees gathering moss from their low-hanging branches.

Nothing could be further from the truth. I was protecting him from a life behind bars.

And to illustrate my appreciation of the little bugger beggar, I here offer proof of my regard for the man: a double bundle of Spanish moss purchased at a reasonable price from Amazon Prime and delivered to his door in two days!

So there.

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