"Howdy! Agnes Dalrymple here and Ah'm fixin' to announce a new Uncle Mac's Garden Shed CASH contest!"
"Yup that's right! They is few and far between but this here is one of them. Here is how it works."
"Ah'm goin' out in the garden right now and start up a bed of some sort of vegetables. Ah am not gonna tell you whut kind nor give yew a clue but ever Wednesday and Sunday, if it t'ain't rainin' Ah will take another picture and post it for y'all."
"Sooner 'er later somebody will recognize the veggie and put the correct answer under comments along with the address to use fer the Paypal payment."
"That there payment will be one double sawbuck, Andy Jackson or $20.00 US."
"Only one guess per person for each picture posted, mind ye!"
"That ought'n to be clear enough."
"Here Ah go."
And there Agnes went, leaving a bemused crew of gardeners in her wake.
Some time later...
"Ah'm back! An' here's a picture of the bed. Don't tell ye much, does it? Yew'll just have to check ever Wednesday and Sunday until somebody figgers it out."
|AGGIE'S MYSTERY BED|
"Now that's mighty strange", said Uncle Mac, "Agnes parting with money voluntarily."
"Sure is.", said Farm Girl, "But you know what is stranger, and I never got around to asking? Remember about this time back in 2012 I took a trip to Minnesota for a few weeks?"
(Those who don't remember can find the sordid tale right here.)
"Well, when I got back, here was this Agnes person who I had never met, and not only had she made herself at home; she had actually written a 'Farm Girls Corner'!"
"What I'd like to know is who's Aunt is she, and how the hell did she wind up being part of our Merry Band?"
You might have heard a pin drop. Nobody dropped one but the silence was so profound that the potential for hearing dropped pins was definitely there.
Finally Uncle Mac spoke.
"Is Agnes still on a liquor store run?", he inquired.
There were nods and and mumbled sounds of assent.
"Then lock the doors, boys and girls, it's time for a chat."