“The ramblings and grumblings of author Ad Hudler”

Food ... or weapon?
Tuesday, April 28, 2009

I grew up on the eastern high plains of Colorado: no trees, substandard soil. It's basically desert, as you can tell from the random yucca plants and sagebrush.

That said, the area is filled with farms that produce some impressive wheat and soybean crops. What they do is this: fertilize and irrigate the hell out of everything.

Now, the townies do the same thing in their little gardens. And, as a result, they produce some abnormally-sized Hulk-like vegetables. And whenever this happens, they call my dad or brother at the newspaper they publish, and one of them hops on over to take a photo of the smiling, proud gardener for that next week's edition of The Burlington Record.

I always laughed at this ... until now. Just LOOK at this prize-winning coconut that one of my trees produced this year.

I must say, I am rather proud. Makes me feel quite ... virile.


Anonymous Wayzata Wonderboy said...

Those are some big coconuts you got there Hudler!

April 28, 2009 at 12:54 PM  
Blogger Ad Hudler said...

Why, thank you, Wayzata Wonderboy.
'No nut envy on Coconut Drive, let me assure you.

April 28, 2009 at 1:51 PM  

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