When we lived in the midwest we grew to love the sight of corn fields. We learned which fields would be rotated each season as to not repeat corn in the same field as the year before. We saw them till, plant and harvest for several years. The corn would emerge from the ground as a weed-like stalk and grow each summer into healthy, tall rows of corn!
Who would have thought we'd move to Dallas and live across from a corn field!? And driving by I couldn't resist snapping a shot of the big machinery out in the field ready to take it down. What a sight! It brought back good memories for me.
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Yes, that row of houses is in our neighborhood!
We're really THAT close to a corn field.... |
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