LAUREL COUNTY, Ky. —
Nearly half the early-stirring guys were jet black and that’s generally a bad sign. On the other hand I’ve seen significant numbers that are totally brown or tan, many others are black on both ends and brown in the middle. Some are back with many tan spots and some are tan with black spots.
I’d heard of solid white wooly worms before but never actually seen one. Already this year I’ve seen four that I have examined closely enough to be convinced that they are albinos of the same species as their brethren and that has to be a sign of something.
Native Americans consider white buffaloes to be holy so maybe we’re getting some godly wooly worms in the mix and maybe we’re getting set to have a holy winter.
Anyway, on my trek down to Friends, I stopped to chat with several members of NAWWWWW who were also out enjoying the perfect fall weather. I even put one in my shirt pocket to show the ladies. But I forgot him until after we’d enjoyed a late lunch of perfect soup.
Lo had made a batch and so had Linda Caldwell, so one of them dumps hers in the other’s pot and stirs them up together. The women do this pretty regularly. I call it double soup. Sometimes it’s even triple soup when the mix three pots together.
When I finally remembered him and started to take the NAWWWWW rep out of my pocket, he was gone. I wasn’t about to suggest that he might have fallen into the soup
Saturday afternoon as Village Fest was winding down, Morgan Taylor found him crawling around the front porch foundation at Friends. A young adult, Morgan is Friends’ founder, the late Dean Cornett’s great granddaughter which means she is just naturally curious about stuff and old enough to be skeptical.