Wool Sweater and Root Vegetables [From BA 42-200]

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"There was a moment when a basket on one of our bikes was full with a wool sweater and root vegetables stacked every which way on top. Without intending to, both of us remembered then and there that we can hopefully always ride our bikes, after which we can eat the food from our land and be full."

from BA 42-200

PLEASE NOTE: Once, when the editor and publisher of this almanac were pedaling their bikes to and from a bike shop near the Wolverine Farm Publishing office, we rode into a discussion about the swirly nature of this world and how convoluted it so easily becomes sometimes. We lamented this confusion with verbally indicated exclamation points and vowed forever and always to be translucent and to be great with the people important and close to us, and then extend that greatness to those we don't know, and those we've never met.

“These days are heavy,” we thought aloud, “and laden, but like a honey-soaked sponge we can wring them of their sweetness!” In fact, that is exactly what we shouted to the river and passing clouds.

Then, a few days after that ride, there was a moment when a basket on one of our bikes was full with a wool sweater and root vegetables stacked every which way on top. Without intending to, both of us remembered then and there that through all the thick invisible layers of economic dishonesty that threaten to close in around us, we can hopefully always ride our bikes, after which we can eat the food from our land and be full.

Evan P. Schneider