August 13 Dinner with Corn Eight days later - Ava and Brett's wish is granted. After stuffed zucchini (brown basmati rice, onions, olive oil, tomatoes (Mexican midget) torpedo onions, growing home garlic, chicken sausage, palmers st. pesto), pasta salad, mango chutney, schlink haus Riesling leading to Bele Casel Prosecco - Sydney's dripping apricot tree provides the " fruit we can hand out on the way". If only there were someone somewhere to take it to. Sydney, Michael, Phil, Heather   8/17/03 Sunday At last the journey resumes north on Ravenswood. Sydney and Phil are pushing. We don't get many comments except a thumbs up from a woman in an SUV. At Ravenswood and Sunnyside we found several fruit trees. Examples of which are in the cart. Phil saw a caterpillar dangling in it's nearly complete cocoon at Lawrence. I thought I had gotten lucky by finding an abandoned trek bike in the bushes along the Metra tracks, only to discover two people in the bushes with it. We are now having breakfast at Pauline's. Jaded urban critters No curiousity in those eyes A film of fear and suspicion I snese no humor The question being What is the nature of the threat we pose Does the corn explode? Doom by popcorn What a neat trick that would be But it's Sunday Morning And the Intelligentsia is Dead      Or Sleeping      Or Drunk Boredom is the worst form of Death Perhaps if there were Nukes with Leaves We might make time with the bougeousie And get a yuk out of the stone of the city Corn cart resting on a persion rug It suddenly dawns on me We are perfectly normal All of us A quiet stroll up Ravenswood All of us are in the cart together Resting on a Persian rug As the squash makes it way up the wall In the garden