Thursday, August 7, 2003
Received a call this morning from Nettles (Nance) which explains mysterious absence of corn from yard yesterday. Previous corn pusher was looking for 21--, not 68, so corn spent the night three doors east. At approx. 11 a.m. today I retrieved the corn, it's so lovely in the cart - what a great idea! - and corn briefly backtracked west to my yard. I feel honored to have it here and am aware that it spent the night where it needed to be, blessing the yard and the life at my neighbors home.
Simply pushing the corn a few yards home, I was struck by its weight. Also felt excited by the activity. A very docile sweet pooch watched me take the corn away, without once barking or even getting up to approach me, though the pooch regarded me the whole time. On the sidewalk a woman I've never seen before stood somewhere between the two houses, watching the street (waiting for a ride?). She noticed me immediately but looked away as I drew nearer. In my peripheral vision I noticed, the moment I was passing her by, she turned to watch again.
8.7.03 Thursday Afternoon
Saw my fellow vegetable, corn, in web's backyard. It's really getting around and hopefully spreading education in a fun way. Measured shortest at 34" tallest at 473/4" and growing a few ladybugs also seemed to be enjoying the ride on the leaves.
Happy Trails to You.
Kale
8.7.03 Thursday Afternoon
I'm out shopping for a sleeping bag for my nephew's 4th birthday. Web said the corn was in his backyard and Lo! So it is. I think I'll just pop on over to the Jewel. Sache is coming into town tonight and I'd like to pick up a few vegetables for supper.
Later…
I'm standing out in front of the Cornservatory just two doors south of Jewel. I'm thus deceptively camouflaged. The bystander will assume I've have something to do with Corn Productions and cease to question.
I have this theory that if I'm vibrating at a certain frequency, I become invisible to folks at significantly lower vibrations. It's just a theory but how else do you explain that the produce guy didn't even bat an eye but the lady in floral looked startled and quizzical? Most customers didn't even notice the corn but the manager (who was called over to the next register to void an over ring and got trapped by the cart)couldn't help noticing the corn. She was feeling the leaves when I turned around from my cashier. Her concern was how was I going to get the corn out of the cart. She was under the false, but understandable, impression that the cart belonged to her store. All those carts are booby trapped to lock up on you if you try to leave the parking lot with them.
Gary, a street guy, could see the corn. He stopped, just now, to find out what, why, how.
Kevin, my friend Adolpho's recent ex-boyfriend, recognized me but didn't/couldn't see the corn. Good thing Adolpho dumped him. A girl, on her break at the Jewel, not only saw the corn but remarked that "We people sure are something. Always creating something."
A big yuppie guy in casual clothing saw the corn "Cool", "Thanks!". Maybe you just have to slow down in order to see the corn. People in a hurry can't see it.
The lady selling street wise yelled across the street "It's an art exhibit isn't it!" "You got it, babe."
I ran across the street to congratulate her on not only seeing the corn but seeing clear through the whole ruse in one glance. She couldn't get any corn to grow in her patch near the Railroad tracks. Everything else came up but not the corn. Squash, beans, tomatoes but no corn.
Clearly this woman is moving very slowly. She is definitely on creeping time.
Penny
Thursday Afternoon
Web's 93 year old grandmother gazes upon the corn, puzzled. "I don't know what I should think about that," says the former farm girl. "It sure don't look pretty."
Yet later, she sees it missing - when Penny's taken it shopping. She sounds the alarm to me that the corn is gone. So she had a small sense of protectiveness about it. Sweet.
Friday morning, 08.08.03 8:30 a.m.
The corn departs in mere minutes now. Time to move along! Nettles was delighted to hear of its recent adventures, and now she's carting it off to Lakeview.
I'm happy to say that Sunnyside Manor and the ferries welcomed the corn with open arms. We even circled around the cart last night before dinner, six of us, giving thanks, and blessing the corn and our food. What a beautiful project.
Namasie, Web