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It was the dreariest of Sundays, and the chickens ate all of my salad, all of it.

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Although I was late planting my garden this year, it was coming along nicely. A perfect spring for lettuce, and kale, and all things green. I was ready to harvest, and was calculating how long it would last, and the dates I would re-plant (hot weather dependent) so that we would have salad greens for as much of the summer as possible.


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