Hi friends. My blog is waking up again after this nap. Working with teenagers make life feel a little more like an adventure. So does having new experiences.
Yesterday I spent about 4 hours picking hops. I am not a beer connoisseur. I just have a yard that grows the vines in abundance. Greg asked if he could harvest them to take to a local brewery to add to the vat of Wild Hops Brew. We will get some free beer at experiment's end. As a result I have a terrible itchy rash all over both arms that refuses to go away. On the positive end I met several neighbors who came to inquire what I was picking as I balanced up on my retaining wall-- an old hippy guy who looks like a hobo and is very friendly, a deaf man accross the street, and a skater kid who wanted to try hops raw.
I have always fantasized about having a hobby farm. In my visions I grew pumkins or apples. Never would have guessed I'd end up with more hops than I can pick and one lonely apple at the top of my one fruit tree.
Yesterday I spent about 4 hours picking hops. I am not a beer connoisseur. I just have a yard that grows the vines in abundance. Greg asked if he could harvest them to take to a local brewery to add to the vat of Wild Hops Brew. We will get some free beer at experiment's end. As a result I have a terrible itchy rash all over both arms that refuses to go away. On the positive end I met several neighbors who came to inquire what I was picking as I balanced up on my retaining wall-- an old hippy guy who looks like a hobo and is very friendly, a deaf man accross the street, and a skater kid who wanted to try hops raw.
I have always fantasized about having a hobby farm. In my visions I grew pumkins or apples. Never would have guessed I'd end up with more hops than I can pick and one lonely apple at the top of my one fruit tree.
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