Royalty at Last

Every tooth in a man’s head is more valuable than a diamond. ~Miguel de Cervantes, Spanish writer

A few days ago, I was brushing my teeth when I felt something small and hard in my mouth.

Fearing the worst, I spit it into the sink: yep, it was part of a filling from one of my bottom back molars.

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Fairy Tale Love

When I am with you, the only place I want to be is closer.  ~Author Unknown

I know I’m only just a toad

And not the frog that maidens kiss.

Aware I tote a heavy load

When looking for my special miss.

I’m not cuddly and then there’s this:

I’m plain as you can surely see.

Still, where’s a toad to find his bliss

If no one wants to embrace me?

Note: This poetic form is called Huitain. It’s my first try at this French form with 8 lines (per poem or stanza), and 8-10 syllables per line (consistent within the poem) in a rhyming scheme of ababbcbc.

Walktober 2020

Thoughts come clearly while one walks. ~Thomas Mann, German novelist and 1929 Nobel Prize in Literature laureate

It’s time once again for the annual Walktober, hosted by Robin of Breezes at Dawn.

Today, we’re in Central Illinois, where a prolonged drought has stressed trees and produced a faster color change than what typically takes until mid-October to peak.

Nevertheless, it’s a beautiful day — temps in the low 70s, sunny and clear — so let’s hop into our sneakers and head outside for a two-mile stroll.

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Don’t You Hate Computer Problems?

Technology… is a queer thing. It brings you great gifts with one hand, and it stabs you in the back with the other. ~C.P. Snow, English novelist and physical chemist

I like to think I’m somewhat tech-savvy.

I’ve been using a computer for decades, and I work in web design; however, recently an “issue” has cropped up that I’m helpless at resolving.

I asked Domer when he was home this last time, but he didn’t know — either what was causing it or how to fix it.

I’m hoping my colleagues online can come to the rescue.

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Dog-eat-Dog World?

God gives every bird its food, but He does not throw it into its nest.  ~J.G. Holland, American novelist and poet

Recently, I heard a raucous jabbering outside my window and naturally, I had to take a peek.

Some people would claim that’s procrastination, that I was merely postponing the writing of my novel.

I know better: it’s an innate curiosity about the world around me, something every writer needs.

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Corny Time

If you truly love Nature, you will find beauty everywhere. ~Vincent Van Gogh, Dutch painter

Happy Thursday!

The corn, as you can see, has tasseled. This is a crop of field corn near where I live. It’s NOT sweet corn, which features full, round, white and light yellow kernels and is planted for human consumption.

Did you know only about one percent of the corn grown on American farms is sweet corn? I didn’t either. But yes, the bulk of our corn is field corn, which you wouldn’t want to eat.

Field corn has dryer, more golden kernels (often with a small dent) and is processed for use in foods with corn ingredients (cereals, chips, etc.), as animal feed, or saved as seed for next year’s crop. It’s also used for non-food things like ethanol.

Sweet corn is generally available July through September, weeks before field corn. In fact, field corn stalks must completely dry out, the silks at the top of each ear turn dark brown, and the ears flip down with the silks toward the ground before a plant is ready for harvest (October-November, usually).

It’s a delicate balance, with farmers sometimes having to rush to get their crops harvested before winter sets in.

Speaking of time, I’m going to take a few days off — the Domer has promised to visit, and I understand there’s a birthday cake with my name on it! Don’t forget me — I’ll be back soon!