Thursday, October 18, 2012
His comment as he brought them in this morning, pride and pleasure shining in his face, was, "Well, I guess I'm going to have to lay off the free-loader comments." The feeling of producing food on our own land is not something I can easily describe. I feel grateful, and self-sufficient, and all kinds of other grandiose things far outside the rational impact of the two eggs sitting on my counter. But then the practical aspects kick in. By the time Thanksgiving rolls around I will be making pies and breakfasts with my own eggs. That's nothing to sneeze at.