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, pointing at a cow patty.
I was active in finding and scooping up the patty.
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| Notice that the patty is the size of a toilet seat. |
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Checking product for correct dry and texture Considering aerodynamic and wind direction. | | |
Yes, I am holding a cow patty. It was sanitized. I took back to my home where it was placed in the garden area. It slowly fell apart. Great memory.
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| Cow patty's final resting place |
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 and a Chaplain at Memorial Hospital in Springfield, Illinois.
So, that's all they wrote. Reliving part of our past, discovering what we didn't know---good times.
