Originally Posted by FridayYet
Been running around picking up broken branches and pieces of tumbleweeds and ristras. (Hope the dogs don't try and eat the broken chiles.)
Wind sure made a mess around here. Trying to keep my mind of the sucky hatch that's coming up.
Did I tell you how much I hate shipped eggs? I really need to find a source of high-altitude eggs or just give up.
Uh we don't give up and quit we fight on and on .cause we crazy got it CRAZY CRAZY what the problem is just pack them eggs in on a mule train give them time to adjust to the altitude as they go up . makes perfect sense to me but then almost everything does . course was never accused of being bright enough to light a room any how .but what I don't know I lie about knowing . You see the thing is when your CRAZY everything makes good sense Kinda like one of them balloons that only floats cause its full of hot air they my kin .yep empty cept for hot air . Friday honey you order some more eggs . just find some from Denver they already higher than you they got the best grass up there . them eggs float right into your hands . See its sooooo simple