Re: Newest of Noobs..from set up to growing and harvesting
How about a true story while we wait for my toddlers to recover?
Lying fast asleep in my bed one late evening, I was startled awake by a very loud "
KAPOW!" I sat straight up and immediately thought "
There is someone in my house...shooting a gun!!" As soon as the thought hit me the cat came tearing across the bed running for cover, and then another very loud "
KAAPOWW!" blasted through the house. I quickly grabbed the .38 I keep very near to me and jumped out of the bed. My heart was racing and my adrenalin was high. I crept out of the bedroom in the dark with the gun in front of me just like Agent Starling in "The Silence of the Lambs", and probably shaking just as badly. I slowly moved straight ahead from room to room trying to see in the dark and moving the gun from side to side as I inspected. I was waiting for the slightest movement. I made it to the living room and as I stepped into it my foot hit something.. I looked down and could see the shape of a shotgun shell lying on the carpet.
"OH MY GOD, there is someone in my house with a gun!!!" I thought. Now the knees were weakening and the heart felt like it was going to pound right out of my body.
I moved slowly to the kitchen where I knew a light switch would be within reach of my elbow, I didn't want to take my hands off my gun. As I stepped on the tile floor, I felt something wet and sticky under my foot. I moved the light switch to on with my elbow and as I looked down I saw Red liquid in pools all over the floor.
"BLOOD??? Is someone dead in my kitchen???" Now my eyes could see clearly, and as I gazed around the area.....
In the corner of my kitchen counter sits a wine rack....in that wine rack were two bottles of homemade burgundy red wine that a friend had given me a couple of months earlier. Apparently my friend did not do the sealing process correctly when he corked them. From what I could see the first bottle had popped pushing it back into the kitchen wall and the cork had landed about 20 feet away...into the living room. Which is what I stepped on. A cork looks an awful lot like a shotgun shell in the darkness.
The second bottle went just less than a minute later and did the same, when it hit the wall is what made the sound of a gun shot.
My entire kitchen was sprayed with red wine from floor to just below the ceiling! Sticky, staining red wine!
Needless to say my friend heard from me on the incident. The clean up took the better part of a day.
So, I laugh about it now. I really do.
And I will never allow another bottle of homemade wine into my house!