Every year, Memorial Day weekend signals the exodus of college kids heading back home. Sure enough, the house kitty-corner from us emptied up, pouring furniture into a U-Haul truck; our young neighbours departed. I hardly ever saw them during their stay.
But they left behind a quantity of clay pellets, the kind you use for hydroponic gardens. A lot of pellets. By the barrel. In fact, by four large barrels (you can see two left after another neighbour promptly snagged a couple.)
People sure love their tomatoes in Humboldt. But apparently, my departing young neighbours’ parents don’t have the space for a garden. How sad. You think their Humboldt salad days are over?




Did the landlords say anything about the state of the house?