New Moon Harvest Time

New Moon Root Harvesting

It was the night of the new moon and all through the house not a creature was stirring not even my dog Buddy.
The night was freezing and the wind was wild.
I hoped falls first freeze  had made my roots mild..
The dandelions where all tucked all snug in my raised bed
While flashlight shovel and hat on my head.
And me with my bucket and offering in hand.
Had just knelt down to release roots from the land.
When out of nowhere such an odor arose
That it hit me like a punch on the nose.

Away to the porch I flew lick a flash
Tore open the door and threw in my gathering stash.
What to my wondering eyes should appear I guarantee you it wasn't eight reindeer.
With shit on my shoes I moved lively and quick.
I had to I was about to get sick.
I love that dam dog I'll spare him my heel.
But he may never get another blasted meal.
Laying a finger beside my nose and giving a jerk
washed my hands, and declared "I'm done",with a smirk.
As I sprang out of my jacket scarf and hat
Well I've had enough of that.
But I was heard to exclaim as I dropped out of sight
Who the hells idea was it to go out gathering roots tonite?

PS I will share how I make dandelion roots into a delicious coffee enhancer, later.