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Big Sky Country | I had some patches of morning glory in crp.
FSA was on me about it, promised I’d spray that fall.
Space cased it, finally remember, mixed up a batch and arrived location.
1 green leaf outa a hundred.
Well, chemical was mixed and had to stop in at FSA—- so ran it out.
Gonna do it right “next year”
You spray that?
You Bet! /(lotsa Enthusiasm)
Next spring—-prospecting to do it right—-couldn’t find one live plant.
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