Running through Corn Fields

 

 July is here and oh boy howdy. This is sweetcorn time of the year.  You cannot beat this.

In my home rural farm, our old house was surrounded by corn or wheat fields. The wheat was harvested first, and then corn appears. The stalks grow anywhere from 8 to 12 feet. 

Running through corn stalks is nasty. The blades/leafs can hide are as scratchy and they cut too well. 

 Even so, we played hide and seek, tag, and chasing. The photos below are me pointing to a cow patty.

This is me, learning to throw a cow patty.

                                         Yes, I am holding a cow patty. It is all dried and sanitized.

 My brother Don knows all the people and businesses here. The community loves and appreciates what Don and his son Jeremy do for special events like  

 

The Sweetcorn Festival of Chatham, Illinois 

This is a fundraiser for the use of someone in the community may have need.

Let me tell you this: Being with my brother Don is a gift, and the most interesting person. He organized the use of the pasture to collect cow manure, and then he gave me a quick tutorial of the throw.  Then Don drove us on places that were part of his life. Don is a reverend at Laomi Methodist Church.

So, that's all they wrote. Reliving part of our past, discovering what we didn't know---good times.

Hope comes in degrees.

 

It is 93º outside and the time is 10:30 AM. By noon, 104 deg. is expected.

The end of July hovers in our roasting.

When life is unbearable in a California roasting oven, a CostCo or Sam's trip is required.  It is air-conditioned.

The chilled fresh produce room can hold 20 people, easy.  The chilled dairy products room can hold at least 50 people, as long as everyone keeps moving.  

This was there…

And this was there…

There is hope after all.