Speaking of tomatoes, war has been declared. Our tomatoes are netted with I believe half-inch net. Still, finding red tomatoes with bites out of them. Can't eat one whole one, oh, no, have to take a bite here and a bite there. There are now rat traps set. One chipmunk has gone to the promised land. There was a squirrel...the trap just knocked him silly. Then he was shot. Taking no prisoners.
The best things about the good old days was that I wasn't good and I wasn't old.