I smell like a farmer

That’s what Martina’s been telling me these last few days. Nearly finished work.

Taking a break in the shade of a fig tree. Talib eating melons in the background.

Crate by crate, the truck fills…

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  1. Yes but you ARE a farmer. And a damn good one. The farm you left in the backyard in L.A. bears late-summer testimony. Please tell Martina I hope she can get used to it.