Basically, in a grand family tradition of six-some years, I get to spend some summer time at my folks' hobby farm in Indiana. Which means slave labor. And all-you-can-eat strawberries. (The hundred plants they've planted a couple of years back have doubled, if not tripled, in number.)
There may or may not be some reading and some artsing. There will be lots of weeding, watering, chiggers and ticks.
Fun times!
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