Tucker is a shameless begger. He is asking the farmer to take him along for the day. Now the weather is nice, I take him out with me when I pull weeds in the high tunnel greenhouse. I have a little trouble telling the weeds from the vegitables when both are at the two-leaf stage. Only half the greenhouse is planted and already I feel pressure to keep up. The spreading green fuzz at the far end of the row is the weeds I haven't gotten to yet. Tomorrow is another day.
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