He calls it his "hotel room." Given how bears have become use to hikers and campers hanging their food in a tree in an attempt to avoid attracting bears, I call it "ursine buffet."
Monday, July 20, 2015
I am about to become Master of The Farm
Not permanently, alas, but Farmer Tom is going to the beach the first week of August and then is going to spend two months hiking the Appalachian Trail, so I will be in sole control of The Farm while he is gone. With such power comes great responsibility, so I am trying to come up with some radical changes to The Farm that Farmer Tom will be unable to reverse. Or maybe not. Anyway, I will be very Farm-busy over the next couple months. Meanwhile, Farmer Tom will be sleeping in this:
He calls it his "hotel room." Given how bears have become use to hikers and campers hanging their food in a tree in an attempt to avoid attracting bears, I call it "ursine buffet."
He calls it his "hotel room." Given how bears have become use to hikers and campers hanging their food in a tree in an attempt to avoid attracting bears, I call it "ursine buffet."
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