Excrement and Memories

And the people would eat up all the food, gobble, gobble, yum, yum, and it would become nothing but excrement and memories. What then…?
     -Vonnegut in Galápagos

 

There isn’t much growing outdoors in my part of the world right now. We’ll harvest a few more salads from the hoop bed, but I’m sure glad for the canning pantry right about now

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