How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing
que como estas robin? bueno te cuento que soy agentino, seguramente no entenderas nada de lo que estas leyendo , escrivo con el motivo de hbalr con un norteamericano de politica , historia y mcuhos temas mas y que nuestros blogs sean amigos , te agradeceria si me podrias ayudar inglish then español traduss this
Poquito espanol.Can anyone out there a translate?
Oooookay, this is probably VERY rough as I don't actually speak Spanish, but here goes nothing:"How's it going, Robin? Good, I tell you that I am Argentinian (not sure about that sentence). Surely you understand nothing of what you're reading. I write intending to talk about politics, history, and many other things with a North American, and [wishing] that our blogs be friends. I'd appreciate it if you could help me."
Surely you understand nothing of what you're reading.Well!!:)Thanks Anne!
Oh, and in response to the original post: sigh. One of these days I'm just going to say "to hell with you all," buy a huge plot of land (one that's not downstream from any farm/ranch that employs questionable farming practices), and raise as much of my own food as I possibly can. Fruits, veggies, chickens (for eggs & meat), pigs, cows (mostly for milk), maybe some sheep (sheep's milk cheese = awesome), wheat and corn (and maybe barley) if I have enough space, and so on.
I always wanted to run a goat cheese/dairy farm. Maybe with a large, several acre garden and orchards were people can come and "pick their own"sigh.
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