I am not a farmer . . . but I like to eat

I have repeated postponed my trip to the cemetery because of the rain and storms; Thursday was supposed to be clear when I looked this morning. Now it is again in the thunderstorm 70-80% range. I am going.

I am going to be passing by fields that have not been planted because of the constant rain and I am very glad I am not under the pressure that farmers are feeling. And maybe when it stops raining, it won’t start again until everything is parched. Not a good thought.

I am not a farmer, as I said, but I am thinking about the prices that will be in the grocery stores in the future. I’ve been dieting and I may encounter a real economic incentive as opposed to a waistline one.

Der Bingle is from Iowa – corn country – and the word from there is that the fields are under water.

I wonder if they are tar and feathering rainmakers.