After my corn infidelity yesterday, I thought it might be time for my Official Corn Blog Entry. I took some pictures recently of the area in which I live and the town in which I buy my beloved corn.
Here's some corn fields that I pass on the way. I could have taken twenty pictures of corn fields and still wouldn't have photographed them all and we're talking in a 15-20 mile distance from my house to The Amish Man. Yes, I did stop my car on a "main" road to take these shots too. Quite a difference from The City, huh?
This is the "town" of Oxford where I buy the corn. It's also where The Son takes karate. It's a very small town but evidently it has twice the population of the town we actually live in. I don't know why I find this all so amusing, I guess it's because we lived in one of the largest cities in the country for eleven years and this is all so novel to me. Small town life is fun so far though.
Here is my Amish Man. I didn't ask him if I could take his picture, I've often heard that The Amish don't like having their pictures taken. (more on that tomorrow) I figured a quick picture from behind would be good enough for you and not offensive to him. If you look closely, you can see his horse in the background. As far as I know, horses have no aversion to being photographed.
Here's the corn, I didn't manage to get a picture before it was shucked because my dad was too quick for me but you get the idea. That little ear on the top isn't winning any beauty contests but trust me, I ate it and it was delish.
Oh yeah...it's good.
And now it's gone!