Hoppin' Good
["My neighbour's healthy hop vines"]
Hops grow well in Old South because the community is close to the sun. A neighbour two doors down, living just a bit closer to the sun's warm rays, has a particularly lovely batch of hop vines, covered with fresh green cones. Whereas my own vines just recently flowered and won't produce cones - large enough to pick and pop into a cold lager - until next Wednesday.
["Thousands of aromatic cones"]
["In a few years my fences will be covered in green"]
So, guess what I'll be doing Wednesday?
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