Ode To August


I know this is a random question, but have you ever held a metal flashlight in your teeth for an extended period of time?

(Don’t judge, some of us don’t have headlamps).

It isn’t too bad at first. A little uncomfortable, maybe — but not too bad. Give it 5 or 10 minutes, however, and things start to get a little interesting

I think the first thing you’ll notice is the sensation that your teeth are slowly being ground away by the rough metal grip. Then, a minute or two later, the muscles in your jaw start to tighten and cramp. And then, for some inexplicable reason, your mouth starts to water — and you’re faced with a tough decision: do you close your mouth around the flashlight and suck on it like a nasty, metalic popsicle, or do you just let the drool dribble down your chin?

As for me, I usually end up drooling.

That’s what I was doing Monday morning, anyway, as I meandered up and down our corn rows in the cool, dark August air. Continue reading “Ode To August”