Wednesday night, the corn monster came and chomped all the corn.
Heading into September it looked like this: all dry and kind of scrotty.
Since the first picture, we’ve had our first frost and the fall colors are starting. Unfortunately, it’s been raining a fair bit, which means the leaves will fall fast. I did a couple short “go up, take pictures, come down” drone flights, to see what the hills around me look like. Last year I had drama going on and couldn’t do any aerial photography. This year I have drama going on, an haven’t been able to do much aerial photography.
Wednesday they cut the corn.
I was going to try to get a nice picture or two of the combine, but it was already dusk. So I was sitting at my desk writing a posting (the one about cocoa butter lotion) when -BAM- lights out. Combine is 12′ tall – power line across field is supposed to be at a minimum of 14′ but the pole’s been bending and the wire dipped enough to catch on the cooling fan on the top of the big John Deere. The farmer’s observation: “Looks like I fucked up your night.” Pretty much.
Amazingly, the power company ninja’d out there and ran a new leg of cable while I was sitting around reading some, you know, books printed on paper.*
I got home from a 2-week session of living out of a suitcase, and caught up on my sleep. During my travels, I had increasing tooth pain in one of my rear molars, aggravated by changes in aircraft cabin pressure, I thought my head was going to explode. Here’s a bit of advice in case you’ve ever got mouth-pain: anbesol. It’s got lots of benzocaine in it. In fact it’s useful for blisters, abrasions, etc, too. So I spent most of my last 2 weeks packing down ibuprofen and pushing anbesol up against my gum (I lecture a lot; it’s fun to do public speaking when your tongue feels like rubber!) yesterday I got a sudden root-canal, which left my subconscious quivering and shrieking. Today has been devoted to drinking tea and napping.
(* The Hobbes translation of Thucydides)