Wild Moon Cottage is a small working homestead in the pristine Ozark Mountains. We have dairy goats, poultry, organic herb and vegetable gardens, a start of a tiny fruit orchard, several black walnut trees, wild berries and fields of wildcrafting goodness. We raise our own milk, our own eggs, much of our own medicine and food. I do laundry by hand, make my own vinegar, candles, soap, bread, cheese ........ For a living I am an artist and herbalist. My goal for myself and our homestead is to be as self sufficient and self sustaining as possible.

Monday, May 26, 2008

Corndog Monday

OK then Stern Smile



Those who are extra sensitive or weak of heart should turn away now.....




11 of us went in (10 hotdogs and me), only 1 of us made it out alive.

dead hotdogs everywhere.

chunks and pieces and parts of cornbread somethings smattered about.

oil on the counter, floor, stove, me.

cornmeal and flour powdering the grisly scene like gory snow in a blizzard gone wrong.

a pot of darkish oil sits quietly on the stove with strange browned froth congealing around it's edge.

it's very quiet now.

unnaturally quiet.

nothing moves.

nothing stirs.



The loan survivor sits in a chair just beyond the kitchen doorway.
face, arms, shirt, skirt, splattered with oil, flour and drying cornmeal guts.
hair wildly askew and an odd look in her eye that says "I alone survived."



Soon the mess will be quietly cleaned away.
dishes washed, counters wiped down, floor scrubbed.
the remnants of the battle will be ushered out to the cats and chickens.
soon no evidence will remain.



Only you who read this, will know the truth of what happened that fateful day.
Only you will know of the horror that took place in the Burrow kitchen on Corndog Monday.
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