If you happened to be the driver of the one lone car motoring down our country road at 5:30 this morning, before the sun came up (and thankfully before the rain came down!), you might have witnessed yet another one of our crazy adventures.
The evening of July 7, just before dusk, I took this photo. Once again, we had been slammed with a torrential rainstorm, flooding the fields and garden and completely flattening our first planting of sweet corn.
Our county is embroiled in a controversy, probably the biggest controversy of this generation, one that is threatening to change our bucolic landscape forever (or at least for the rest of my lifetime) and rip apart friendships along the way.