Half of the booty in the sweet potato patch; well, depending on the voles (lets see: moles tunnel, eat grubs; voles use the tunnels, eat vegetables). The taters were ummy last night, if a bit charred, roasted with peppers and onions while Elizabeth and Chris and I swung on the front porch drinking wine (they smoked). Chris brought delicious spicy edamame and chicken salad and I had also made squash/chard fritters...we ate seconds and thirds, finished the wine and got the old house warmed up real good! I sure am glad that Chris is semi-retired. This old house can use some visiting, me too.
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