All this site ever talks about are Italian Grandmas, whereās the appreciation for my Italian Found Grandpas?
I got two neighbours in their 70s and 80s respectively and theyāve both taken a wild interest in my orchard because they both used to plant stuff and now theyāre living vicariously through mine, checking on progress, helping out, trying to teach me stuff except most of the time they have wildly different opinions on how to spot bastard branches on tomato plants and Iām living for the drama
We were plowing the field today when one of them asked me why I didnāt have a boyfriend when Iām already 25 and I went āMen are troubleā, you know, like a lesbian, and he just stopped for a second, thought then dipped his hat. āNow, that is trueā where else would I get this?
Update, Found Grandpas now planning my future marriage like an heist.
āYou like fieldwork, you need to marry the son of a landowner. Lots of land, lots of cultivation. Done! Youāre set for life!ā
āBut he must be dumb.ā
āOh yeah, dumb like a wood plank. So dumb you can do whatever you want.ā
āAnd get the land.ā
āAnd get the land!ā
You know what? Bisexual farmer marries landowner himbo is the happy ending I deserve


























