We helped our in-laws put up sweet corn a few weeks ago. They are in their 80s and still grow a garden big enough to feed a small elementary school. The break of dawn found us dividing up the tasks-who would pick, who would shuck and who would take on the kitchen duties (the hardest it seems to me). Two of us settled under a shade tree and played tag team pick-shuck while we swapped stories. My wife and her mom commanded the kitchen assembly line; cut, clean, blanch, cool and bag. Seventy five pints of corn and six hours later we all decided we had had enough for the day. Taking a long drink from a cold beer my father in law stated " there's still half the field that will be ripe next weekend". We all looked around and rolled our eyes. "Well" he said "maybe I'll just call some folks to come pick what they would like." My mother in law sat for a moment sort of giggled and said just loud enough for her husband to hear; " I'm gonna just come out tonight and take that electric fence down and let the coons have it".
The day begins.
The first of many bushels headed into the kitchen.For more skywatchers check out this link.
6 comments:
i can imagine the sweet taste of those corn.
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Hard work but rewarding in more ways than one. Great post and photos!
Love that first sky shot!!! And that corn looks great.
Lovely skies and yummy corn!
The first shot of the sky and corn is awesome.. I love the sweet corn on the cob.. We usually have the sweet white corn here.. Happy skywatching, have a great day!
Ha! We did that last weekend. Not a fun job, but there is NOTHING like home frozen sweet corn when the snow flies!
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