Literally.
We picked the corn ourselves from a family freinds farm. On one side of the field was popcorn. Really, they grow popcorn!
On the other side was sweet corn, and back and off to the sides was corn that would be used for animal feed.
We shucked the corn right there in the field, took it home, boiled it, buttered it and ate it the same day for dinner.
And we never wondered where our food came from, if it was safe for our kids to eat or if we paid too little or too much for it.
Dang that was good corn!
1 comment:
That top picture is beautiful!
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