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A quote: “Trust your own instinct. Your mistakes might as well be your own, instead of someone else’s.” ~~ Billy Wilder
I’ll start with a story …
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Territory townies could be downright hostile to strangers. But the woman who circled just outside town limits aroused more curiosity than alarm.
She pitched her tent, curried her horse and the mongrel with them stood watch.
And she presently started planting a garden.
What? Was she mad? Gossip flared until the constable rode out.
He returned with a packet of dried herbs – echinacea, elderberry, chamomile. “She is planting this and more.”
They were stunned. The town was lucky to get the territory doctor more than a few times per year.
She heard the rising cheer.
Yes, she thought. They’ll do.
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Now, it’s your turn.
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Cameron says: Humans were a strange lot to the races that welcomed them to their planet. This particular family had requested a structure as part of their home. An immigration official stopped by to check on them..
He was amazed at the results. This area of the planet had been barren but they had restored life to it and she guided him down rows of plants.
“But what does it do?” he asked.
She smiled. “Mostly we appreciate the beauty. But this row can be used for cooking and these flowers make good tea. Give me a moment and I’ll show you.”
Alice Murcheson walked among the planters, studying the growth. At least this greenhouse had Earth-normal atmosphere, unlike the ones in which the CO2 levels were run up to increase the plants’ growth rates. Until she finished her oxygen delivery and EVA certifications, she was restricted to observing the latter from the outside.
The monitoring technology for lunar greenhouse farms were fascinating. She’d never realized that such things as electrical capacitance of leaves could reveal things about the health of a plant. But as a horticulturalist, Alice still liked to be able to get right in there and use the Mark I eyeball to examine color and stiffness the way farmers and gardeners had been doing since the Neolithic.
Navig8r says: What a waste of space! I mean, they could have built a barn here. A barn that would have hay and grain storage that would attract mice to catch. It would have cows to milk with those direct squirts of incredibly fresh milk right into your mouth every morning. The life a cat should live. But what do they do? She wins the argument and they build a green house. Nothing that would bring in a mouse. They don’t even let birds in. Nothing at all for a cat. All those overpowering, gag a maggot smells, and huh? sniff CATNIP!!!!!!
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