At Kidney's Cove there was a seine of one hundred and seventy-five fathoms in length and twenty-four feet in depth, operated by a crew of twelve men. The daily hauls were ten, and was fished from April 13th or June 6th. Gross receipts, $1,600.

“Corn and soybeans are the dueling banjos of conventional agriculture that amount to little more than subsidized erosion,” says Thicke, laughing at his own critique.

The Panjandrum lurched and overturned, the crash dislodging several of the rockets, which flew low over the beach in all directions […] .

I hardly left that spot in my pool that month even when my fingers pruned and chlorine dried out my skin.