corn time. summer time. changing of the seasons. time for a change of my life. a new blog. some new sewing projects and so much excitement and anticipation for the summer. Actually, corn on the cob always reminds me of this one time when I was a kid- me and my mom went to buy corn at the farmers market and we unpeeled the top to see if it was good and low and behold it was rotted away with worms. I was soo disgusted that I swore I would never eat corn on the cob again (but I would eat it if it was cut of the cob- child reasoning I guess). I was sure missing out because it is delicious, especially woith loads of butter and salt! happy corn eating to all you
seasonal living people and happy summer (in two short months).


there is a message in morse-code hidden in your corn…
Hhhhmmmnnnn…….heeeyyy…..wait a sec, I SEE IT! Okay, hang on, let’s see….it says…”big dogs lie low *stop* trees with beards sing silly treats *stop* husband thinks you’re really cute *stop* sky falls behind the sun *stop* muck turns to gold *stop*
Did I get it? Is that it, is it, is it……is it? Pretty sure that’s exactly what it says. Now we just need a cryptographer to decipher THAT code, ’cause I have no idea what it means…..
…..or wait…..maybe…..