It's been a summer, friends. It has been a summer. Noah's Flood in May and June, with two unicorns dropping by the back gate to ask if Mr. Bitterman knew from which pier the Ark was departing. We had wind. We had hail. We had torrential downpours. Thunderbolts and Lightning, very very frightening me. And Galileo. Mr. Bitterman returns to chewing odd South American leaves after claims that he just met two unicorns. Then, July/August got damnably hot, which was uncomfortable to me, but things actually began to grow -- pumpkins, as you saw from an earlier report, cherry tomatoes and chiles, both Hatch and Oaxacan. Still, everything was really late. Which I think will be my excuse for this season, especially if we get an early frost or one of those damned September 1-foot snows. (Please, please, sweet saint of hobby farmers, give me til October.) Yep. So far, this is it. three chiles and a handfull of Sweet Hundreds. Sigh. I sigh, because I refuse to cry over this ... Blubber a bit, maybe ... But certainly not cry.
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9/4/2019 08:44:10 pm
Though the article was quite vague and it gave me a hard time to understand it, I am happy that the emotion you have put in this article was extremely felt. There was a different form of sadness; sadness that I can see through your photos and hear from your words. I just hope that your upcoming articles will be relatable next time. As a writer, you need to know that being relatable could keep your readers beside you and they will keep on reading what you have to offer.
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4/15/2020 08:54:21 pm
The summer season is fast approaching, but I doubt that it would be fun as last year. Due to the pandemic, we are experiencing right now, we can no longer have the chance to go to the beach or any provinces we want to. They said that it is better to be at home because it is safer. I hope that this pandemic will end soon. I just miss going out and I am really bored at our house. Summer is a season hat we must enjoy outside.
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