Cultivating The Love Apple

Sounds like a horror movie, doesn’t it? The COMPOUND, eh he he! Obey, or you’ll be sent to The Compound and will never be seen again!

Actually “The Compound” is code between Vicki and I for our next house. Usually what happens is some nimrod drives by the house with his car stereo loud enough to shake the windows and we just look at each other and say “When we get our Compund we won’t have to listen to that anymore”. Or when our freaky drugged-out neighbor corners us for a 30-minute discussion of his prostate problems we remind ourselves that once we have our Compound we won’t even be able to see our neighbor’s houses, so we damn well won’t have to talk with them if we don’t want to.

So the Compound is actually a pretty nice place. It has a least 5-10 acres of land with a wooded area we can go sit in and watch the wildlife. It has a small orchard with apple, cherry, pear, and plum trees, as well as some berry patches of strawberry, blueberry, and raspberry. It has enough room for me to plant as many tomatoes as I want, as well as any other veggies I feel like. Sometime is has a sheep or horse pasture. Lately it has a duck pond where we can watch the geese and ducks from our deck, which is also stocked with trout if I get the urge to go fishing (or ice fishing). Oh, and it definitely has a big sunny kitchen and a wrap-around deck with a porch swing and at least a half dozen cats.

Depending on how introverted we are feeling and how much the world has pissed us off lately, it might also have a 100-foot spiked wall (think King Kong island) with skulls on top and a blood-filled moat to keep the world out. It might be located in northern Manitoba, hundreds of miles from the nearest town, as long as we can get Internet access there. Sometimes it might involve us growing all our own food and making our own clothes out of sheep and mail-order yarn and living in total harmony with nature. Told you I was a dirty hippie. Hmmm, maybe only if I can get mail-order Kentucky Fried Chicken.

So, who wants in?

Mike

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