BY TONY BARTELME By mid-morning Saturday, it was as thick as a beehive in the downtown Farmers Market, and Karen Kennerty told someone on the phone that she was running out of honey.
Sometimes, the author can write such amazing things that I don't need to comment. Regardless of how stunned my face was this morning when reading this, I can still throw one or two comments. For starters, how thick is a beehive? Are the walls thick or the amount of bees? Or is this simply cute southern speak to remind us that we live in a simple spoken area that uses cute wisps so as to avoid real description? Secondly, and this just might be nit-picking, is Karen on the phone or is she talking to someone next to her that is on the phone? Details, details, details.
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