Spoils of a Midwestern Summer
Sweet corn, on the cob, for dinner. Rogue corn silk between the teeth. Mmmm, mmmm. Courtesy of the local Sweet Corn Festival.
All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes, to make it possible. ~T.E. Lawrence