I’m making a MapleLaneFarm meat run tomorrow. Hedwig needs some exercise, it’s more than it needs, but I don’t have a cooler trailer for a motorcycle, YET…
So pluck is related in that it’s an animal laced product, but I was researching “pluck” as I’m struggling to communicate with a friend who has a substance abuse issue. I was thinking about a line in a U2 song (that I’ll paraphrase) along the lines of “I went to drown my sorrows, they learned to swim” and it made think of telling my friend “you’ve drowned your pluck.”
Yes, I know, I can’t change or fix someone with a substance abuse problem, but I can share my feelings, express my observations. Of course I hope I’ll make a difference, but I’m neither holding my breath nor loosing sleep over it…
Using the research process I ran across another pluck, a product. It’s seasoned salt, but not with chemicals. It’s the sort of nutritional tweak I’m incorporating into my life, a business I can get behind, support!
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