If you’ve ever wondered what The Big Onion wants you to think and do, here’s your chance to find out.
All fun and games until you wake up at home with 3 items missing from your inventory and a massive bill from Harvey.
It's My Farm I'll Pass Out If I Want To
If the NPCs can lock me out of their homes at night no matter how many hearts I have with them, I can deny them access to my property at night too. Get off my lawn!
EDIT: I was backscrolling the posts on this community on my instance and did not notice the comment age. Sorry. Hope anyone else doing the same finds this comment helpful?
This is because farming is fucking exhausting and he just couldn't make it back to the house.
Onions are part of the Allium family, along with garlic, lilies, chives, etc. It's very tough.
I lie down in my backyard. In Australia. There are ants of all kinds. The occasional little spider goes past. Midges and butterflies and dragonflies and bees. The birds have gotten used to me so they walk within feet of me too.
They go about their business and I, mine. No harm has come to me. It's nice to be part of their world sometimes.
That's not how you get pneumonia, but he may have weakened his immune system through exposure to make him more susceptible to viruses.
Its weird, as a kid i had no problem laying/rolling around in grass.
At some point a switch flipped in my head and grass everywhere 'became infested' with biting ants, hidden poop, and mud.
Onions keep a lot of pests away, I am by no means a farmer, but I know from gardening that onions are a great deterrent for pests.
The second photo was taken a split second before he was bounced into the stratosphere.
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A common practice used to be rotating the fields, but unfortunately as pesticides and fertilizers have "improved," it's less common for big farms like this.
One way to tell if you have healthy soil is to poke into the dirt and see how long it takes to find a worm. Fields like this? Good luck finding any.