January 23, 2004
Who Dunnit?
Sometime in the middle of our Junkanoo Journey these mysterious tire tracks appeared in the middle of our Wheat Cam. Things seem strangely quiet down below. The young sprouts doze long fuzzy winter naps, waking briefly to nosh proteinaceous snacks, muttering to each other of a day when they will break free of this monotonous rut. Sort of reminds me of winter at our house. Or the lunchroom at work.
*Harvest View
*Best of Today
*Wayback Machine
*How Do I?
*Today in History
*Calvin and Hobbes