Oh, man, fruit trees. When I lived in Mexico we had an orange tree and a lime tree in our back yard. OM NOM NOM NOM.

My mother is from upper-class ranch background (which is to say, she is from a background where being a rancher counts as upper class) and sees nothing odd about keeping livestock, but everywhere else I go it seems to be regarded as something you only do in abject poverty (and very low class, dear.) It's a bit weird.

I wonder if I should try doing one for the prairies?