the Plucky Peasant: Memorializing

Sup Guys,

So far it's been a very real Memorial Day weekend spending some quality time in little old Brownsville with my girl Captain Clem of the Outback. We've been all over the place, hiking and sucking down beers, flirting with cops and leaving dead bodies in our wake. This morning I woke up and harvested a bunch of veg from the garden. Snap peas, potatoes, spigariello. My beets are even sneaking towards edible size.

Clemmie brought with her a couple pictures of me back from when I first started working at Fraga, almost 5 months ago. Time flies, huh?

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On Friday we got into some trouble in Eugene, I picked up some pots at this cool place: Bring Recycling, they were ten for a dollar. And I also got some starts for my garden. Tomatoes, herbs, flowers. We met some boys in Eugene and ate chicken livers before hauling ass back to Brownsville in time for a sunset hike. Roscoe took off after a deer at one point which wasn't that chill but as always, he came back.

Yesterday was Saturday and we went for another hike first thing upon waking (which was not very early, mind you). We went up into the hills wherein lies Horse Rock, my favorite hike in the area. Clemmie Jane and I hiked through the forest and talked about what we wanna do with our lives. Then we went into the town of Lebanon and tore it up, stopped by the farm to cuddle some baby goats too.

Last night we went to the saloon and drank them all out of vodka. Needless to say, today is a recovery day. Planning on painting some of the pots I got and transplanting my cherry tomatoes into them, as well as other things. One of the nasturtium seeds I planted in my garden sprouted a little plant, which I am very pleased by.

Here are some other pictures from this weekend and weekends past.