A great many things in life are odd. For example, I wrote to the makers of Ziploc bags. I wished to comment that while I use and like their product a great deal, it is a shame that the bags are not thick enough to keep pantry moths (a serious pest of foodstuffs) out.
The moths can chew through the plastic and ruin the contents of the bag. Dried peaches, feathers, breakfast cereal, chocolate, lentils, nothing is sacred to these moths. So I pointed out what an asset it would be, should they design a bag that the moths cannot penetrate. 3 days later in the mail, I received an official looking envelope. It contained two items: a coupon for a free box of Ziploc bags, and a color pamphlet of insects and what products bearing the Raid brand name I should purchase in order to rid my home of unwanted insects. No letter of explanation, just Raid and Ziploc, saving the world. Ummmmm…..is anybody out there? I momentarily forgot that I live in a society where chemicals I cannot pronounce are supposed to be more welcome than some bugs in the flour. Thanks, but I’ll take the bugs…. The north wind howled. Again. My jujube tree is split down the middle but enough is left to save. Many, many young almond trees were blown down. We have been planting seeds and plants at a great rate. The only things we have to sell at the moment are onions, beets, oranges and grapefruits. I’m sure my CSA customers are seeing them in their dreams…I sure wish I had even a cherry tomato to toss their way. Oh, and this year I was going to have cherries. Last year, in the worst spring rains in awhile, I got 5 cherries to eat. This year, under ideal conditions, I had one. Uno. Eins. Cherry farmers must be a depressed lot. Maybe next time…. Six Buckeye chicks hatched Sunday. They are in the bathtub. They stare quietly when we enter the room. This breed of fowl is veeeeeery different. Maybe they are so rare because it was felt that they were just too……….odd.