Stench, Veggies, Forehead

Beautiful sunset at the dealership last night


“The Stench” was almost gone yesterday morning so I stopped by a little country store to see if I was losing it.

The store owner told me that every year the farm along this road sprays liquid manure on all their fields.

Weird, because I grew up next door to a farm in Germany. They also did this, but it never smelled like that. I wonder if it has something to do with what the animals are being fed?


I stopped at a “Fresh Vegetables” stand on the way back home. The place was down a gravel road and a flush truck was in front of me watering down the road to keep the dust down. Nice, I wasn’t looking forward to removing all the dust from the Evil Twin when I got home.

…anyway, I got to the stand in front of this house. There was no one there, but I got out of the car anyway just to see what they had.

There was a sign next to a metal lock box saying that we are on the “Honor System” and that we are to put the money in the box for what goods we take. The lock box had a padlock on it, but the box itself was not secured to the table.

I got a cantaloupe, a huge zucchini and put my 3 bucks in the box.

Now if I can just get Guy to send me some eggs, I’ll be set. I promise to send back the carton. 🙂 I just threw away half a dozen eggs that were dated “use by March 24”. I have no idea how long they are good for, but I decided not to use them.


Every day I stop by the black berry bushes with my little bowl to pick what’s gotten ripe. For some reason most of the berries are very small. I wonder if something else is eating them up before I get there. They sure aren’t producing enough to make black berry butter!! 🙂 Maybe it’s too early?


I took the band-aids off of my forehead yesterday. It looks like a large bird has been pecking on me. Wonder if anybody is going to ask me what happened when I get to work.


7 thoughts on “Stench, Veggies, Forehead”

  1. Yes, it's weird and sad too.That reminds me of when I was managing a convenient store in Louisiana. One Wednesday one of my employees came in with a gray spot right between her eyebrows. LOL…I tried to wipe it off only to be fought off by her saying it was for Ash Wednesday.Years ago when I managed a store in Manassas, VA, I was trying to fix the register by adding ink to the tape so that the receipts could be read. Later that night I went for a hair cut and was asked if that purple dye on the back of my head was some kind of new fad. I can't believe no one told me and I walked around with a big purple spot on the back of my head that all day.

  2. Bahahaha – ya – if i am being honest i was hoping for some gruesome tale about how you stumbled across a farm of dead bodies or something – now THAT would make for some good blogging no?and i must agree with you re: the bandaids…back in my hometown – everyone would have asked about the bandaids, asked if you were okay, forced you to come to their homes for at least a cup of tea but knowing full-well that when they had you at the kitchen table you would be eating at least 2 plates of whatever was on hand….here in the city – most people (including your friends and colleagues) would avoid looking at your forehead and try to pretend that the bandaids weren't there…it's weird eh?

  3. Joe…by the time I get to somewhere without any cars around, the sun set is usually gone :(Strange how different people are here. If you were walking around my hometown with band aids on your fore head, a dozen plus strangers would have asked you if you were okay.Guy…it was good for me, how about you?Kymber…I love sunset too!I get maybe a mouthful of blackberries a day, weird, eh?LOL…where you looking for a couple of bodies?

  4. Bahahaha – to The Guy Who Writes This – does that mean what i think it means???Tango – the pic is gorgeous! i love sunsets!as for the blackberries – hmmm – weird! and rats on the liquid manure – i was hoping for something a little more gruesome!

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