A friend of mine bought a packet of winter wheat seeds at Bachman's. She threw some into a pot of soil and now has a healthy crop of bright green grass. Her wheat is so high she trimmed it with a scissors. She said it smells and looks wonderful. I thought it sounded wonderful too so she brought me some. Tonight I planted my winter wheat. I'm looking forward to harvest time.
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