Nuclear power may hold the gates of hell closed
It’s interesting how the impending death of one’s cell phone battery is treated with such exigence. People scramble to and fro looking for chargers, portable batteries, and outlets to plug in their devices. I’m no different.
A dear friend of mine has spent—and continues to spend—a portion of his free time cultivating a vegetable garden. Nothing short of a private horticultural marvel, it has yielded large and delicious victuals that have resulted in tasty creations. Although impressive, perhaps I’m talking this humble garden up too much. When speaking about vegetation destined for