Santiago de la Vega (ex_farrier189) wrote in lechance, @ 2008-10-06 12:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | charles carmichael, santiago de la vega |
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He'd arrived too late in the season to plant much of anything, but once he had chosen his house he'd been able to get a few fall crops in. Squash, peas, some tomatoes. He was still learning the growing season.
Still, it wouldn't make a difference if he didn't have his equipment in working order and his hoe was in dire need of a sharper edge. He lofted it to his shoulder and headed toward the blacksmith's, taking him time to look in shop windows along the way.
He raised his hat as someone approached. "Good day."