An Inhabitant of Titan

    It used to be that the rich were fortunate enough to purchase meat. The tables have turned. Now, if you want to eat vegetables you must be able to afford it because real food, un-processed food, is considerably, more expensive and usually covered with synthetic chemicals. Even if you purchase “organic” food, you still do not know where it has been.

    We have decided to grow our first garden this year partly because of this and mostly because it is extremely hard to find fresh fruit and vegetables where we live. The bagged lettuce and spinach from our local grocery store usually goes bad the day it is purchased, long before the expiration date.

    We have several little rabbits bouncing around our place. Recently, there has been a baby one, small enough to fit in your hand, coming by. It was a concern to me, since we would be growing rabbit friendly food. But the spinach remained untouched and grew to a healthy size. Then one day, the garden had been ravaged!

    That little guy won my heart. My pellet gun cannot kill him unless I eat him. Rabbit is not worth the work, unless you really enjoy the taste. There just isn’t enough meat on them. Yesterday, I drew out an idea I have to terrify the rabbits when they come by my garden. Once I have built it (if I ever do) I will share the design. It is still in the works. Below are some photos of the garden in the works. The weeds have been completely eradicated, since this evening.

    This garden has given me a new perspective on the parable of the wheat and the weeds. The weeds covered the whole garden, because the sheep manure had seeds from the grazing. Before the good plants showed their faces, I couldn’t weed the garden because I feared pulling up my growing food.

    A couple of weeks ago when the first nice days hit, I decided to go ice fishing. It was great… even though I locked my keys and phone in the car, walked about six miles when I thought it was maybe half a mile. Things look much different on a lake. It was a nice walk, it was like being stranded in a white desert. It was a bit surreal. When I got back to the car I fished for a while and started on my tan for the summer while catching some tiny Perch. The day was not ruined by long walks or tiny fish.

    I got to give the electric ice auger my grandpa made out of an old car starter and washing machine parts. He was probably the first person to ever make one! Not sure about this one but he made one just like this about 20 years ago! Now I can drive my car out and sit on the ice, listen to music and catch some fish… well… little fish. Pictures below!