I am probably not alone in occasionally having a dream where I
rediscover something that no one would forget having (extra house,
the ability to fly, the chest of gold in the attic).
This weekend I had a new variation. I rediscovered the *other*
patch of tomatoes that I planted this spring. There were 15-20
huge, healthy cages of vines heavy with ripe oxheart tomatoes.
"Good, I can get another large batch of sauce."
I was a little disappointed to wake up from that part.
In Dr. Johnson's famous dictionary patriotism is defined as the
last resort of the scoundrel. With all due respect to an enlightened
but inferior lexicographer I beg to submit that it is the first.
-- Ambrose Bierce
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