This is the latest in a long successful string of Jayne projects. She co-authored a book! Seriously, an actual book! Published by Adams Media, it will be at Barnes and Noble and other such stores around mid-June. Or if you're interested, just pick up a copy from us at a market.
Of course Jayne didn't want me to blog about this, and when I insisted (You don't just write a book every day!), she instructed me not to sound too braggy. So I won't. I guess authoring a book speaks for itself.
This found its way to facebook last week and the comments generally went like, "Awesome! You run a business, you feed, clothe and entertain three small children... how in the world??"
Jayne is just taking it all in stride, deflecting the spotlight as usual and moving on to the next task. It's a bit different from the normal approach (my approach) which involves gobbling up compliments and basking in the glow for as long as it lasts. I'm even inclined to coattail Jayne's accomplishments. "Well, you know what they say, ' behind every great woman...' "
It makes me think that Jayne may be a little closer to being truly happy and it also reminds me of a particular Todd Snider song. One that talks about success and how you've reached its true pinnacle when you don't even care about the money, compliments or publicity that come along with it. The next time you see Jayne, go ahead and congratulate her (although she probably doesn't need it).
In other mennonite news, a fellow named Anthony Zimmerman contacted me a few weeks ago about some hives for pollination. That first phone conversation I (rudely) asked if he was mennonite. I know there are many conservative mennonites around Bainbridge farming produce. Sure was! This week I loaded up 12 hives at four in the morning and took them south to where Ohio turns beautiful.
|The greenhouse on the back forty|
He also directed me to the Buckeye Trail which ran just south of there about three miles.
I later filled the morning with a long and beautiful trail run. Thanks, Anthony.
|Six (blurry) hives in the morning sun|
She just looked at me and commented, "You married into some good genes didn't you?"