Being the story of the narrow avoidance of death-by-boulder-flattening at a recent work party last Wednesday at the Means of Production Garden. Not to give away the plot, but would I be making cartoons if this was a tragic story? We’re all fine, I promise. The dog, who was closest to the path of said rolling boulder, didn’t even seem to notice.
It seemed a simple plan.
Yes, you heard it – the next Means of Production Garden event (the Sprouted Garden Party) is Sunday May 26th from 3-6pm. Oh wait, there’s a poster:
I hope you can come.
thanks for not killing my dog. or me. good times!