|ONIONS ARE MANY SPLENDORED THINGS|
"Agnes here and ah am fixin' to share with you a few tricks about onion growin' that ah learnt back when ah was a lil' gal in Texas."
"And the Mexicans still owned the state." muttered someone, probably Leatherface.
"Whut?" said Agnes, eyeing the big man with suspicion, if not outright enmity. "Well never mind that fer now."
"Anyway we all get a little sloppy late in the gardenin' season and might not pick every single vegetable that we might orta be pickin'. Why jist this mornin' ah found a big overwintered onion right there where the termaters are scheduled to be planted!"
"Whut do yew suppose ah did?"
"Had a shot of Jack Black?" ventured Farm Girl
"Well o' course ah did. It were a might frosty this mornin' if you recall.* But then ah dug that bad boy right up, savin' as many roots as ah could."
|LOOKIT THEM ROOTS!|
|HERE'S THE PEEK|
"Then ah split the plant into the three plants it were a' growin' into anyways..."
|JIST YEW TAKE A LOOK|
"Then ah planted them and jist look at them 3 big plants. What a jump on the season!"
|THE AFOREMENTIONED 3 BIG PLANTS|
There was silence for a moment and then Uncle Mac cleared his throat, a distinctly unpleasant sound.
"Agnes, did you actually do this with your overwintered onions when you lived in Texas?"
"Well no, generally we jist chopped 'em up and used them in stews and soups and omelets and sech."
"What is it you expect to get from these three plants?"
"Why, onions as big as pumpkins whatcher think?"
"Because what you are going to get is big green stalks, onions that look like leeks and a lot of onion seeds. You are misleading our readers..."
"Read-ER!" corrected Millie Quackenbush from the wings
"Read-er", Uncle Mac acknowledged, "and thereby contributing to the decline of this once much respected gardening blog. Now, had you been instructing our audience as to how to collect and save onion seeds this effort might have had some merit."
"Well ah'll just change it around a bit, and ah reckon it will do
"Atta girl!" said Uncle Mac and reached for the brandy.
*In fact it was 72 f at dawn.