Architectural Indulgence: Hen House

E: What grows in swamp?
JH: Swamp Blueberry
Swamp Cabbage
Peas, Beans - aren't too picky.
E: Alternately you could raise the beds though?
JH: Yes, E, as high as Mnt Zion.
E: Then we could grow happy tomatoes.

E: Won't the bugs drive you mad?
JH: I will throw rocks at them.
E: I won't, I will shout BEAT IT!
JH: Yes, then they won't bug you.
E: Har Har

E: Wood splitting?
JH: All kinds of it.
A wood pile as intricate as a jigsaw.

E: In the winter I would throw paper airplanes at you from the loft bedroom.
JH: I'd catch them all with my teeth.
E: It would make P mental.

E: Who would we have for dinner?
JH: Anyone who liked racelette and wild caught pigs.
E: You think there are pigs in the bush?
JH: Absolutely I do.
Bigger then you and I.
E: Mean pigs?
JH: Only if you put an arrow through it's heart.

E: I will make us a quilt.
In the middle there will be an arrow through it's heart.
Deal?
JH: I'll make the floor plan.