There’s something I dare not speak of.
You see that up there? And then do you see the other thing? I can’t, I just can’t. After last year, I just dare not speak of it.
And then there’s that other plant. You see that? You see all those? Ugh, I can’t. I just can’t. I can’t talk about it. I just sit and fret and chew on my nails and check the weather obsessively. Ugggggh. I can’t stand imagining another year of failure.
So! Let’s concentrate on the things I can talk about. Like garlic, turnips and cherries.
A Chicken In Every Granny Cart 
People Are Clucking About