"the wheels on the bus go 'round and"...wait

...this thing is not a school bus, although it is a friendly yellow. This is one of the two new Three Mile Island generators, made in France, now wending its way north along the Susquehanna River. Milton and I found it yesterday at the intersection of Highville Road and River Road in Manor Township. One hundred wheels supporting each generator. The driver of the "nuclear" pickup stopped and looked at the drying tobacco. I asked if she knew what it was. She didn't have a clue.

wheels of Monterey--military?

It's a slow week. So let's look again at the wheels around here. These have been parked here all summer.

potato harvest

Ah, one of the sweet moments of home gardening. Dumping all your potatoes out like candy from trick-or-treating. Seeing the loot. I put 10 pounds of potato seed in the ground and I got back 125 pounds. That's better than a twelve fold increase. The first basket gets the biggest ones, and on down to the last basket of midgets. This year more green ones than usual: I couldn't hoe up the rows as high as I usually do because they had been planted too close.

invasion of the mushrooms

The huge, 10-inch umbrella mushroom giganticus faded away. Wide didn't work. Let's try pencil-thin. If the soup is over that-a way, let's take a walk this-a way.