The Time Capsule (In Caption) But you know I hate the smell of meats even, forget eating, yelled my wife, I do cook it for you but you know very well I don't want to, she continued. Baby this is the best piece the butcher told me, I tried to placate her . Ok by the time you are cooking I will tend to the garden for you. I picked up the rake and broom and headed for the garden of our ancestral mansion. While raking the leaves the rake struck something and I bent down to see what was the cause. The metal knob that protuded suddenly brought forth a deluge of old memories. I excitedly started digging the ground disbelievingly yet hopefully. It was eons back when I was a kid and had made my time capsule and buried it in the lawn.
