XLVIII
Dragol´s pov I am on my way to the forest mill. In tow I have my manpowered cart. The wheels roll with ease, on a well lubricated axis. Just a few days since the feast on midsummer eve, has passed. Why I am on my way to the forest mill? I have a contract with them, for fresh veggies and herbs. And this will be the absolut first delivery I have to them. Maybe not much. As most of my garden are still growing, as we speak. Still I have a great deal of herbs. Even some salad I have picked. Romaine salad and some crisps I have with me. The season for rootfruits are not here yet, but still I have some different colored carrots and parsnip in one basket. I had yesterday, done the first thinning out of those plants. They may not be as big as they will get, later in the season. But they are still
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