How You Gonna Keep Them Down on the Farm?

 The next time I enter the US, I have to answer "yes" to the question about whether you've been on a farm, because we went to this agricultural demo project just outside Jalalabad city.  The tomatoes in the second photo weren't doing so well, despite what every scent nerve in my nostrils was telling me was copious use of fertilizer. At the street market next to this site, they were selling enormous ripe red tomatoes, plus green squashes bigger than basketballs.  They also sold live chickens, and while I didn't buy any - transport back to Kabul would have been difficult, though the stall merchant offered to show me how to kill it with my bare hands - every scent nerve in my nostrils told me the chickens might have had something to do with the fertilizer supply.  The okra, in the top picture, was doing better; the stalks were four to six feet high, which isn't bad, even if it's several feet of what you can see the marijuana plants reach down south.