We had a rough time with our corn this year. (And by we, I mean Scott.) Birds kept finding the seeds, and Scott kept replanting until the birds finally gave up. The struggle between man and bird means that our planting, which started out right on time, ended up being a little bit behind the neighbors. Because we live in a place where almost everyone around us also has corn in their yard. It’s fun.
But look at it now! Those tassels are starting to turn dark, which means it’s almost corn eating time. There were actually a few harvestable ears this week. It really is amazing how delicious food is when you know it came from your yard. It would probably be even more wonderful if I had planted and/or tended it. Oops. At least I can claim the rosemary plants in the front. (The rosemary plants don’t require any tending, for the record. I claim the drought-resistant plant.)
There’s also some art on my mind, thanks to an artist friend, Pinterest, and Richard Shilling (who is not said artist friend).
Isn’t it pretty? It makes me want to think creatively and walk through some crispy fall leaves.
Richard Schilling works in ephemeral art–a field that I’ve always enjoyed. I love the idea of taking something natural and already beautiful, moving it around into a purposeful something or other that’s also beautiful, and leaving it to blend in again with the rest of its surroundings. It’s like singing a song when you’re by yourself. It doesn’t last, and it might not reach a lot of people, but that somehow adds to the beauty. It’s a personal moment of pretty. Or it can be, anyway.
Happy late summer, y’all!