The cornfield
I really enjoy watching cornfields.At the start of real summer, you can hear and see the movement of the corn as it grows.It might sound like I'm using a metaphor, but I'm being serious.
The story of the Corn Lady comes from Native American legends, and it really caught my imagination when I was a kid.
I first saw a real cornfield when I was in kindergarten.Then, I saw one again when I was in elementary school.But back then, I didn't feel a strong connection to corn.My best memory is from a family trip to a cornfield.
My younger brother and I ran into the field together.
Most of the corn plants were taller than us.I remember feeling a little surprised by how much energy it had.The corn looked so healthy and pretty.We were allowed to pick our favorite ears to take home.

Your post brought back memories of childhood summers spent playing in fields, and I'm curious, did you have a favorite type of corn that you liked to eat the most? 🌼🍽️😊