"Oh, that would be a good idea, if he can get the right lights inside the convoy trailer. Or I suppose if he turns the roof of car or trailer into a garden," Jack says thoughtfully. "We should have a more varied diet than just porridge and those pancakes the robot has been making." And whatever the hell Serph has been eating all this time. "And we can't assume there will always be fields and orchards to scavenge from. If he needs help, I can try, though I have never been very good at gardening."

Most of his own experience with farming had been picking things, not planting them or caring for them. He drove a tractor once or twice. For some reason he always wound up helping the women of farms more than men, caring for children or doing household chores rather than being sent out into the fields. He blames being fairly small and not particularly strong.