dear every year diary,
when the basement door comes off around this time of year, i know it is about time for the wagon to arrive with one of the few reasons to live in illinois. daddy doesn't dress up in a lifesaver costume when it is his year to go down to the farm and wag the supply home, but maybe he ought to. i went last year- we alternate. in my opinion, these little gems are simply nature's feeble attempt to keep the residents who remain in illinois here IN illinois, and maybe to draw others to come as well. the tomatoes help too, and the sweet corn, and the green beans and apples, but you don't have to drive all the way to georgia for the best of the best of the best peaches in the whole wide world. they are right here in southern illinois. right next to our farm- down at the old hatchery. and these babies are grown in rich black soil, not red clammy clay.
