Rural

I've lost count of the number of times I've opened up this blog trying to write something that will read with a small measure of eloquence and be of interest to you. It's not easy. Scrolling through the numerous images I've taken, choosing some, deleting others...wondering which photos you might like to see...and yet each time I close the screen and leave... I've been trying to write this blog post in between moving the sprinkler every 20 minutes during our watering time and fighting the white cabbage moths. Those fluttery white ones that are focused on laying as many eggs as possible among the previously pristinely beautiful and dusty coated leaves of my cabbages.  Those eggs hatch into translucent green caterpillars born with a voracious appetite for cabbage and are making coleslaw out of my purple babies. If you blog you know that the blank screen is as demoralizing as a blank canvas is to an artist. It multiplies and increases day by d...