[bannie]

My dad wanted to farm. He was a school administrator. He bought 20 acres, planted it with navel oranges; bought another 20 and did the same again. He literally ran into the house after he "got home from work," threw on his khaki pants and work shirt, grabbed between 1 and 6 kids and a sandwich, jumped into the truck, and off we went.

We spent a number of Christmas Eves lighting smudge pots and yelling Merry Christmas at midnight...

[steveo]

When I was much younger I thought I wanted to raise chickens. I bought 300 baby chicks but they didn't make it. I tried again a few weeks later thinking it was just too cold the first time, purchasing 450. The second effort was no more successful than the first.

So I gave up... I never did figure out if I planted them too deep or too close together.