Pearce, Claire and I are headed to Roswell to pick up some fencing, a wheelbarrow and maybe a few other sundries to get the veggies going.
We started the day off right. I cooked up a pound of sausage from a friend of ours and brewed up a pot of coffee. Pearce and I sat at the table eating sausage and drinking coffee like good little farmers. Claire was to busy.
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