I don’t actually eat oats. Like all grains, I think they’re bad for you. (See Wheat Belly. Or look for the Facebook page.) But it does smell good on a Sunday when they fire up the mighty oat roasters.
It’s Hallowe’en night, and once again I’m living in a part of town where no parent in their right mind would send their children. I don’t have any candy to give out and I’m pretty sure no kids will come to the door anyway.
Blue railroad train
Train full of oats, right here in Oat City!
I don’t actually eat oats. Like all grains, I think they’re bad for you. (See Wheat Belly. Or look for the Facebook page.) But it does smell good on a Sunday when they fire up the mighty oat roasters.
It’s Hallowe’en night, and once again I’m living in a part of town where no parent in their right mind would send their children. I don’t have any candy to give out and I’m pretty sure no kids will come to the door anyway.
If any do I plan to eat them. Stuffed with oats!
A year ago today:
Pic 1307
Creepy go lucky
October 31, 2011
Two years ago:
Pic 951
Cat Sunday
October 31, 2010
Three years:
Pic 617
GEHL
October 31, 2009