I normally only make announcements of this caliber when we buy a new car, write another book or are having another grandbaby. I don’t really expect that we will be doing any of those anytime soon so I have to grab my news where I can. In a strange, Stephen King sort of way, I suppose this could be considered a birth announcement of sorts so without further …….. (my mind just went blank. without further what? I know there’s a word that fits that cliche, but it escapes me for the moment.)
Drum Roll, Please.
My turnip crop is ready for harvest.
For the first time in many years, I planted a fall crop of beets and turnips after the squash plants all gave out. None of the beet seed sprouted and I suppose I should go get my 95 cents back from the plant farm but I hate to appear like a cheapskate.
Now the turnips, though, that’s another story. We got a plethora of turnip plants (turnip greens, anyone??) and I noticed yesterday while digging potatoes the familiar purple and white hue of turnips poking their little heads above ground. Alleluia.
I would like for this story to be our little secret. I am already having visions of thieves driving around in their turnip trucks looking for unprotected turnip crops.
You touch my crop, Buddy, and I’ll knock you right off that turnip truck.