Those are the trailer sides that Mr. Moon built yesterday. Aren't they beautiful? He's so handy. And precise. He follows his father's admonition that anything worth doing is worth doing right. He said that to me the other day and I, because I am a worthless and lazy person, said, "Well, that's not always entirely true."
I wonder what sort of advice my father would have given me if I'd grown up with him around. Probably something like, "Always take the beer at the bottom of the ice chest."
Which is not bad advice, really.
He got up this morning and drove his new and improved trailer to Quincy, Florida, where he'd found a mushroom compost connection. He was so excited. And happy. And then, when he discovered how much mushroom compost he could get for sixty dollars, he was beyond thrilled. Check this out: