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I am still trying to talk him into a large growhouse, with wide aisles, and waist high full walls of boxes. Hey, then he can help! Right now is pathetic, really. He can scooter around, but the plants of course are on the ground. The twins went to work, so it was just me out there. I'm watering, weeding, smashing squash bugs, dripping sweat, too much watering hose in one area, and sunk my foot up to my skirt in mud...almost lost my shoe. He's scooting around asking from waaayyyyy over there in garden what variety of blah blah is this....smartphoning the info on something I planted...gets in the truck, runs over the bike, doesn't know it and I look up and he asks if something is stuck under the wheel. Yes! It used to be a bike! Ha. Meanwhile tons and tons of straw is being brought in on big wagons to the back of our property. We are a laughable sight, really. I have a couple of neighbors that do come over and say hi and wonder what on earth we are doing. We did find out why there was a big pile of fresh horse poop near our corn. The next door amish guy's horse got out the other day, guess I didn't notice.