To Clarify,

Do not assume that Walla Walla is the kind of magical place where all people-- regardless of their talent, common sense, or willpower-- can succeed in any endeavor of their pursuit. Here I have seen many projects aborted, many ideas dropped, many whispers of shame, many toes stepped on.
I considered starting a silkscreen T-shirt business (before the industry saw its recent renascence, I assure you), I failed utterly as a baker, and two weeks ago I burned a batch of apricots in the dehydrator.

But Walla Walla is the kind of place where, two weeks after you burn a batch of apricots, you get to glean yellow plums and bring them home.