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Tall Tassels
Happy hazy Hump 🐫 Day when the 🌾 corn 🌽 is tall and getting sweeter by the moment…
🌾 Farmer In Chief 🏛️
Farming looks mighty easy when your plow is a pencil and you’re a thousand miles from the corn field. ~Dwight D. Eisenhower
Way back when Connor and Allan were in Scouts, we went to Gettysburg for the full historical tour.
The best part, for me, was stopping in at the Eisenhower Farm to take in the experience.
The man who oversaw the defeat of Nazi Germany lived in reasonably humble style.
The simple yet tasteful 50s estate certainly explains why people said, “I Like Ike”.
He seemed to be a pretty basic, down-to-earth kind of guy despite being Supreme Commander of Allied Forces and 34th POTUS.
Fresh 🌽 Corn
Corn Facts
Summer = corn on the cob. No ifs, ands or buts about it.
If you’ve gotten through a scorching season of sweat and suffering without having a boiling pot full of floating cobs, you’ve seriously missed out.
The main benefit of living way the heck out in the sticks is that I can’t drive two minutes without traversing or passing by a landscape full of tall, sweetening corn.
This means there’s plenty of farm-fresh corn to be had all season long.
I’ll have to see if I can find some of these colorful varieties, just to mix it up.
The Aztec Red looks like it would go amazingly with pork chops and green beans.
Growing Rainbow Corn & What Does It Taste Like?
Let’s 🌽 Get 🍿 Poppin’
Every once in a while, someone will mail me a single popcorn kernel that didn’t pop. I’ll get out a fresh kernel, tape it to a piece of paper and mail it back to them. ~Orville Redenbacher
And that is how you handle critics… 🎤 Mic drop for Orville.
There’s just a bit too much credence being paid to critics these days, probably because there are more than ever.
In a former day, when “critics” were professionals whose primary goal was to measure works against established standards of excellence, it was still a bit of a crap shoot.
Whether you’re just some rando bloviating on your YT channel or whether you’re a lofty Ivy League professor of the fine arts it still boils down to one thing.
Opinions are like rectums.
Most everyone has one, and very few deserve extensive scrutiny.
The modern mismatch between critic valuations and fan valuations shows the unfortunate but deliberate disconnect.
Something the critics rave about that Joe Public detests shows a divergence of expectations and experiences.
It would be nice to go back to a time when we had Siskel & Ebert sitting there in their movie theater set, discussing movies from the perspective of watchability and pointing out the details that made critics also like something.
The same thing, sadly, is true in writing and literature.
I saw a YT video title flash by as I was looking for something else that said she had stopped writing because of the Literati.
NO! FOR GOD’S SAKE, NO!
Why, if you actually like writing, would you stop just because some effete snobs won’t give it a fair shake?
This is why God gave us self-publishing.
Find your own readers, lady! There’s literally a lid for every pot.
My computer popped over the weekend and I’m still setting up the new one, so The Sentinels: Heartstrings stands at 148,999 words until I can get things back together.
That’s all for today. See you back on Saturday for ⚔️ & 🩴🩴