May have fermented a few aphids tonight. But why shouldn’t they have an opportunity to get drunk also? Bought this fancy set up in the city. At a store that had the healthiest most lovely people in it. It was a refuge. Outside the traffic streamed by. They made elixirs, no doubt with kale. They practiced yoga and foraging. So said the posters. They feel the energy walking shoeless, on stones and through the bush. Willow gets a kick when I take my boots off. She knows I ain’t catching her. After I laid the money down. We were on our way. Lisa gave me poor directions and it took us an extra half hour before we hit the outskirts. Time will tell if these pickles were worth it.