We're all CTD in the words of the late, too bad for us, lucky for him, George Carlin, that is, i.e. Circling The Drain. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to take a look around and observe the obvious. No, we can all observe that quite well. If we choose. And most do not. Because it's just too full of pain. Not just painful but really full of pain.
No, I'd rather not get too attached to the results. Or the "outcome" as George would say. And farming has taught me that. And yes, it is farming. Not gardening. And yes, I am a Farmer. Beyond a gardener. Not that there's anything wrong with that. There's not. And sometimes, many times, I wish I were just doing that. Gardening. For me. For my family. But I must save India. I just didn't know it would be so hard. Really. Hard. And so, here I am. Loving it. Hating it. Enjoying it. Not wanting to do it. Sorry that I signed on for this. All these vegetables. Vegetables that I truly love. I could live by vegetables alone. And maybe a little gin. Well, even gin is from juniper berries. Close enough. Yes, I could live by vegetables (and a little fruit alone).
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The three Hesperides are Aegle "dazzling light", Erytheia "the red one" and Hesperia. The Garden of Hesperides is Hera's orchard, a grove of immortality-giving golden apple trees. The apples were planted from the fruited branches that Gaia gave to her as a wedding gift when Hera accepted Zeus. The Hesperides were given the task of tending to the grove, but occasionally plucked from it themselves. Not trusting them, Hera also placed in the garden a never-sleeping, hundred-headed, dragon named Ladon.
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