Corn’s up!

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There are so many different shades of green here, it can’t be described.  But the one that is most prominent these days is the fresh yellowy-green of the tiny corns peeping through the soil.  The fields are blankets of this color stretching across the landscape.  From some angles, you can see the rows threading along.  From others, the green is just a solid sheet.  As the baby stalks get taller, the green color darkens slightly.
Last summer, when I was here, there was a deep drought.  The rice-grass lake in front of my sister’s house, barely had enough water to support the Sandhill Cranes that nest there every year.  The crop was compromised, and each day my farming brother and the folks listened to the forecast of more sunny days ahead, and paced, and worried.
This year, life-giving rain fell at the perfect time.  The corn fields are breathtaking, and now, we are having forecasts of rain everyday this week.  Feast or famine.  Yesterday, more than two inches of rain fell.  There are parts of some fields underwater, the rice-grass lake has expanded way beyond its acceptable edges, and the listening, pacing, and worrying are for not so much rain.  There is concern about the possiblitiy of hail and strong winds.
Until I came to the farm, I didn’t appreciate the delicate balance that is the day-to-day tightropewalk of growing crops.  I am not sure the general American public realizes what farmers do for us, how hard they toil, and how much we are all dependent upon what is brodcast on that weather channel.  Feast or famine.  It is not just an expression.
Meanwhile, the corn’s up, the sun’s out, and fog lies gently on the fields!
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2 responses »

  1. Good, Deb, and true reporting from farm country. I am JUST reading this morning a wonderful book about those truths, great writing and his wife painted the pictures that illustrate it: Find it and read it. You’ll like it: CLABBERED DIRT, SWEET GRASS by Gary Paulsen “A Harvest Book”

    A seasonal description of the WORK and SWEETNESS and PLAIN WORN OUT HARDNESS of farm life….and how much “LUCK” is just an understanding. Also that seasons are MANY and task dependent. Wonderful book.

    Love to you. I am getting MORE chickens from a casual conversation with a woman on Blk. Mtn.while walking with Krista this week. 2 Black Australorp, Buff Orpington, Red Rhody! …I’ll give two to Kathy and see what my 3 chicks are becoming. I could end up with 8 or 9 chickens! Fun fun.

    Love, Kath

  2. I grew up on a farm in VA but never appreciated the beauty. Love It now as an adult. Just visiting mind you. Not living it now days! Thanks for sharing. Enjoy!

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