While trying my best to organize my photos on my hard-drive. (I so flounder at this endeavor!) I stumbled on a couple of pictures that made me smile. Chuckled a bit too.
Just thought I would share.
If I remember correctly, it was towards the end of July. It. was. really. hot. Like over 100 with unmentionable heat indexes.
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Summer days with long evening shadows. |
A local farmer in the area who sells sweet corn, said I could glean his field for the "second ears".
Little guy and I headed out in the morning, but not early enough. It was already hot.
With 5 gallons buckets and empty feed sacks, we picked and lugged the bounty out of field and to the truck bed.
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We sported our wide brim hats. |
The corn was shucked in the shade and then schlepped in the house to be "put up".
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A few of the nicer sized ears were saved back for supper. |
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The bags of corn ready for the freezer. |
Then the clean up process started. What came in the house must go back out.
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The remains from the process. Best chicken treats around.
At this point, I remember wondering where Little Guy went. I went in search and this is what I found.
Fast asleep in his little tent set up in the yard. He was pure tuckered out.
It was a good day, and I had forgotten it until stumbling on the photos.
The recalled memory will make the corn taste even sweeter for the rest of season.
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