Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Buzz

I was napping in the hammock this afternoon when I heard a copter buzzing around very low overhead.
Ah, yes! Early August. Prime marijuana-hunting season for the state police.
There's something just not kosher about tearing up a square plot in the middle of a farmer's carefully planted and tended corn fields and planting a substitute crop of your own.
Well, yeah, and it's illegal, too.

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