Farm notes:
  This is the fate of my daily egg, just minutes away from being eaten. Fresh eggs do surely taste different than the ones you buy in markets. I am really loving the way I am eating. I always ate reasonably well, but one of the bonuses of living in the country in the summertime is the availability of fresh produce like strawberries, tomatoes and spinach. Soon, corn, and other good stuff. I do almost all of the shopping and about two-thirds of the cooking. If one of us cooks, the other does the dishes. I am increasingly fond of shopping, and even keeping to a budget.
 Maria came back this evening and we ate soy meatballs, asparagus and fresh melon. Frieda went on a tear into the woods and was gone for three hours, returning exhausted and nearly dehydrated. Going to Mary Kellogg’s this week to take her photo for her new book “Whistling Woman.” Will be crunching the next two weeks to finish my novel, “Rose In The Storm,” due out next June, and due to Random House in two weeks.
  Maria and I are going to several fairs to sell our quilts and photographs this summer, one soon in Saratoga and a big one in Poultney, Vt. Some dogs will come also. I’ll bring photos of flowers and some cows and farmscapes. I’m excited. Meeting Wednesday to plan Bedlam Farm Journal’s invasion of Facebook, and also “Bedlam Farm for Kids,” already under construction. The blog will also be fed into Amazon.com’s “Connect” program for readers curious about authors.
  Some people shun these technologies, and they have to be managed, but I believe they are a godsend for writers and artists willing to use them.
 I fight for every one of my books, and the Marketplace is not my enemy, but my friend. You can’t surrender to it – I don’t sell books on the blog – but it is essential to getting to do your work and sell it.