My whimsical son decided to plant some corn in our small Southern California apartment patio garden. Four baby stalks of corn went into a 30 inch by 12 inch container and the rest is now history. Last week we feasted on the best corn on the cob I've had since my country years in the mid-west and the best he's ever had. I taught him the trick - put the pot on to boil, throw in a pinch of salt and a pinch of sugar - when it comes to a boil, run out, pick the ears, shuck 'em, and throw 'em in the pot. HEAVEN ON EARTH! Don't laugh. We got two wonderful fresh corn feasts from our corn field., slathered in butter, dripping with goodness. Oh, what fun. I wish I could share the goodness with everyone.
In honor of his success, I made this card for him, in hopes that it would encourage him to repeat this inspiration next summer.
I developed this condition rather rapidly and it has progressed faster than I could have imagined. Paper crafts, and card making in particular, have become a wonderful addiction from which I hope I never recover.
I guess that's why I consider myself