We have been purchasing raw peanuts to feed our squirrels from a local farm stand. (Yes, I know there are plenty of acorns. Somebody has already pointed that out to me.) The critters have been chowing down on the nuts all summer, but now that cooler weather has arrived they have begun burying them. Every place.
When The Squire and I were hanging up the clothes on Tuesday we discovered a garden of peanut plants all over the yard. I doubt they’ll survive the winter, but if they do, we’ll end up selling peanuts instead of buying them.
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I like the idea that you will become peanut farmers. We once had a president who was a peanut farmer. Compared to the current president, that one ranked up there with Lincoln. Ah well…
And ain’t that the truth. At least the Peanut Farmer had morals – and standards.