We were out of bread this morning and first thing I made a batch of cornbread.  I noticed that the date on the package of corn meal was ’14.  This is our meal that we make from our corn and that package was from the crop that is in the film.  Nice.  This goodness that I am enjoying, that will fuel me, is in that shot of the corn with Wiley and me picking.

The film, what a lovely and powerful instrument.  I am so close to it and have seen it so many times that I don’t appreciate it as the audience does perhaps.   But  it travels on to places that I will never get to and to be seen by people I will never meet.  It is all an interesting phenomenon.

Anyway, I look at the land were we will grow the corn this year and wonder how the spring will go.  Last year was so early.  This year I don’t know.  One thing I do know is that I need to foil the deer and raccoons and the weeds.  Those three claimed about half of the crop last year.  New plans are developing.

I have two archery classes to teach and a walk to walk today.  Have to work on the yearly firewood gathering inbetween those.  Pretty busy these days.  But have to take time for tapas later of course.

I got an email from the local zen center inviting me to come and speak to them in April.  Yes, of course, how can I say no.  People hungry to talk about things of the spirit it seems.  Well, we do that big time, right?

OK, time to get ready for class.  Thanks for walking with me this morning.  Couldn’t do it without you and what fun would it be anyway?  Corny loves, Felipe.