One morning I collected and burned all the trash. I could do nothing about the unsightly burning place, a broken-down outhouse, however.
Nor could I quite get rid of all the metal bits, cans and glass left over from the burning. These I tried to confine to the burning place.
Most of the cans were milk cans and I considered leaving off drinking milk, but wondered how coffee would taste without it.
On my search for all the scattered trash in the yard I had gone through the neglected vegetable garden and seen some trailing squash runners with the beginnings of squash growing.
These really ought to have a lattice to keep the squash from rotting on the ground, but I did not have time to do it right away.
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