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What is that smell?
Okay, there I was, sitting beneath my shade tree trying to cool off after spending a couple of hours mowing the rainforest that sprang up in my front yard. I don’t know how many days of rain we’ve had since that dang groundhog woke up, but I bet I can count the number of sunny days on one hand. Like most fellers here in Texas, we like to reward ourselves for doing hot and dirty yard work with an ice cold beer. And according to all the medical journals I’ve read, it is vital to ...