Feeling pretty smug.
The BAG is planted and I used the last onion from the 2009 garden last night to make venison fajitas.
I still have some 2009 vintage Red Pontiac spuds on the crisper of the garage beer fridge.
It's not only amazing but quite satisfying to be living-off your own produce.
The hops vine on the rock wall is growing daily. I mean inches a day.
If I had some chickens, a couple of pigs, a goat or two, a field of barley and a good strain of lager yeast from the Fatherland I might just become self-sufficient.
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