Watching the corn grow is part of an Illinois summer.
Here’s what one field looked like on June 6 of this year:
And, just three weeks later, on June 28:
In case you’re wondering, I measured one of the errant stalks:
A strapping three feet! And it’s not even the Fourth of July yet!
And I’ve been eating fresh sweet corn for two weeks! The fields have tasseled here — I’m amazed all over again about the difference a few degrees of latitude can make.
I’m not surprised, Linda. I can remember mamy summers when my aunts would call my mom and “brag” on their already-producing gardens, where ours wouldn’t have anything pickable for several more weeks. And then, when we get our first snow, you’re still basking in warmth. Hard to believe just a few hundred miles can make that much difference!
Knee-high by the fourth of July. I guess it is done.
You remembered that old saying?! Yes, indeed, this field is definitely knee-high (though I don’t know anybody whose knees are 36 inches up from the ground!!)
I know right? I used to live in Indiana and we had beautiful corn (Silver Beauty).
Illinois certainly doesn’t corner the market on corn! It’s relatively an easy-to-grow crop, providing the weather cooperates.
Wow! Here it comes. Pick some for me, please. Unless it’s cow corn. *grumbles*
Poor Prof. I fear this field is feed for animals, though I don’t know for sure. I’ll have to find one that’s intended for people and see if there’s a difference.
Never take a field of corn for granted. Bountiful food!
Thank you, DD. It rather is a lovely sight. Just the idea that Illinois corn does so much good for so many is cause to brag a bit.
But is it as high as an elephant’s eye? Or does that only happen in Oklahoma… 😉
Well, corn can grow as tall as 15 feet (about 4.5 meters), so eventually, this stuff might be pretty high!
Beautiful corn! I grew up spending a lot of time on my grandparent’s farm. I love corn, corn casserole, popcorn, and we could go on. We grow corn in Texas also, but it is always with the toss of a dice, you really never know what you are going to get.
I used to love corn. For some strange reason, now it no longer loves me back, so I avoid it like the plague. When Domer and I went to the movies, I’d get him a big carton of popcorn, which he graciously allowed me to sniff all I wanted, ha!
Oh yes, I know the corn boycott well. Also potatoes, especially french fries. I very seldom allow myself those fries, and when I do, I savor every bite!
With catsup, of course!!
Wow Debbie, that some fast-growing corn! And I can only imagine how great fresh corn tastes. Corn on the cob is one of my favorite summer delights. To me there is nothing more delicious than white corn smothered in real butter and lightly salted.
Hope you’re having a fabulous week! Gosh, can you believe it’s almost 4th of July weekend?
Have a happy one, my friend!
X to you and Dallas
Thanks, Ron. I like watching the corn grow — seems like it grows an inch or two every day! As for eating it, no way. I just can’t digest it. So I have to content myself with summertime’s other delights, like fresh peaches, green beans, and watermelon!
Since you’re in retail now, I imagine you know more than most how Fourth of July really signals the *end* of summer and the start of back-to-school. We went from the high 50s to the low 90s, seemingly in a day’s time. And since Fall really is my favorite season, well…no, I refuse to go there. I’m just gonna enjoy summer while it’s here!!
Happy holiday weekend to you, my friend! xx.
Oh how I do miss corn on the cob. Nothing like Illinois corn.
You got that right, Pat — wish I could ship you a bushel basket full!!
My mom grew up on a farm. They used to eat the “cow corn” when it was young. Personally I like sweet corn better, but have to say it’s not bad if you get it early enough.
I used to love sweet corn, lathered with butter and salt. Sadly, it doesn’t agree with me any more. Sigh.