I’ve never been afflicted with the condition myself. Thank the good Lord! It seems I’m getting more opportunities to write now than in times past, and “That’s a good thing” (one of my favorite Martha Stewart quotes). I think compensation for my words blocks writer’s block. I used to hear “we can’t offer pay right now, but it’s a good way to get your name out there” a lot! Please know this: I don’t want my name out there if it’s not helping pay a few bills around the old homestead. And lately I’ve had truck maintenance that’s racked up a rather hefty debt. So if any of the folks I’ve sent resumes to are reading this, if you want me to write something for you for free, well, I just can’t afford to.
Now that you know I’ll be busy “working” for the next several days, you’ll understand why I can’t write about our trip to Kentucky right now. But isn’t it very considerate of me to provide you with an explanation, and a few more pictures from my hometown down along the banks of the Green River? I guess I should also tell you that my wife planted peas, onions, lettuce, radishes, spinach, parsly, cilantro (tastes like soap!), larkspur, and dill this past weekend. What was I doing while she was laboring in the garden? Pickin and grinnin with The Doghouse Three at practice. (We’re on the stage again this Saturday night.)
Here’s those pictures:
Japanese quince must be great for underpasses. This was along I-65 South in Kentucky and we passed numerous large clumps like this one on both sides of underpasses. Why do you suppose it’s utilized in this way?
Do any of y’all recognize this yard game? We had a blast playing it the day before we left Kentucky.