Our garden flourished this year, like out of control tons of vegetables. We had literally 20 zucchinni in our garage and noone wanted any. I finally handed all the kids in the neighborhood a steak knife and told them to make themselves a boat out of zucchinni. They had a blast, young and old, and spent a whole afternoon whitling away at those things. The mess was horrendous and they all fled before I could snap a picture. Poor Hagen was left a lone ranger with his popsicle standing in the midst of zucchinni shavings.
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