A Good Garden Season and a Corn Disaster

I've been busy! The workshop has been humming with seemingly endless projects and the garden has been abundant, but I have not been posting OR taking photos. It is as it is.

The garden was already spectacular about two months ago:

But let me tell you it was truly spectacular about a month after these photos. Nearly impassable in abundance. Just incredible.

I arrived home from work the other day however, and the little boy next door flagged me down with great urgency: "Something sus happened to your corn!". And boy was he not wrong. A disaster!

Some critter has helped itself to the balance of my corn. I enjoyed but a single glorious ear: raw and seconds after picking. A delicacy without equal. I hope the critters have enjoyed their corn, we all share the same yard after all. A small rent to pay for such a bountiful year.

Gassho, happy you're here.

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