For any of you who are shackled to your work station in a stark cubicle, inhaling stale office air, all the while laboring-away under the glare of fluorescent lighting...
I performed my day job (rather efficiently I might add) while gardening.
Equipped with my gardening gloves, knee pads and a Blackberry I putzed-about in my vast garden weeding and planting.
If a voicemail came to my office my Berry would chime and I would return the call. If an email arrived my Berry would ping a cool sonar ping and I would reply. When a scheduled task was to be completed a bicycle bell would sound and I would attend to the task.
Periodically I would have to do something that couldn't easily be facilitated on my handheld device so I would walk over to the garage to where my wireless laptop sat on the work bench and I would happily tap-away on it's slightly larger keyboard.
I returned calls. I scheduled meetings. I talked to clients. And I talked to my people hundreds of miles away. Once in awhile the laptop would speak to me - you have voicemail. And I would return the call.
I did everything I would ordinarily do in the workaday world and I completed my gardening.
What is not to like about that.
These are my radishes. French Breakfast Radishes to be exact.
They have a sparkling white tip and are very mild.
Plant your radishes now while the weather remains cool and you will have a delightful crop before too long.
When your radishes are ready serve them with a full-flavored cheese (brick is good) and a frothy pint of dark German beer.
Prosit!
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