Back in black
I hit the sack
That’s right, I’m back. Slept my ass on the ground, in a yurt, a house, in a lodge, in a hotel, all in the heat, the sweltering heat. I was never worried, not for a minute, OK maybe one or two.
What did I discover? The team back at home is strong like bull, the round table grows, a mighty force is assembling and preparing to scale our tallest mountain yet. We’ll get into that in the fall, for the summer I’ll spin some yarns from the trail.
Drought. That’s what’s happening out there, at least until you hit the Minnesota border. Otherwise it’s dry, the Midwest swelters from SoDak, Nebraska, Wyoming, Colorado. The wind blows dry so much so that people are talking about flash droughts, a hot dry wind can lick the land and quickly rob it of its moisture.
Folks are making tough choices, water the crop so it grows and face withering margins, leave it be and maybe watch the year go for naught. In any event we are facing a drought, one that will no doubt slow an already slow economy, it’s just the opposite of what will cure a sick patient. Raising food costs will squeeze tight margins in the fall, and despite consumer price sensitivity, prices will rise. There is a lot invested in corn across this land, and she won’t yield a bumper crop, at least not as it looks today.
We stopped at a gas station in South Dakota and every farmer that walked in had hip, or leg issues that seemed liked they had all just stepped off of horses. The farmers were an older crowd, wherever we went, doesn’t look like the kids are working the land as much, or maybe the old guys just don’t know when to quit, I doubt I will.
For those that need a weak summer to be followed by a strong fall relief may not come soon enough.
I’ve been too long I’m glad to be back
Yes I’m, let loose
From the noose
Finally Steph March in talking about the Figlio sale to Kam said yesterday, “And what I learned from that is stop being so nice, don’t sit on the scoop, trust no one.” Along those lines, what does Phil know that Kam doesn’t, we shall find out in about a year.
DeRusha may have summed it up best, “interesting, right? Figlio feels a lot like Crave-why would you go to one over the other?”
May fall under the axiom, “a sucker is born every minute”. On the other hand, no one has gone broke selling meat or pasta heavy menus in this town.
Welcome home to me…see you at the Uptown Art fair launch party tonight at Calhoun Square, then for darts at Bh afterwards.
That’s kept me hanging about I keep looking at the sky ‘Cause it’s gettin’ me high
Forget the herse ’cause I’ll never die I got nine lives
Cat’s eyes Usin’ every one of them and running wild…