Nothing symbolizes the abundance of summer like a load of fresh sweet corn.
My childhood summer memories revolve around corn, which was not only the sweetest vegetable we grew but also the most communal. Here’s an excerpt from Blush: A Mennonite Girl Meets a Glittering World about what it was like to eat roastin’ ears at our table, as I remember it:
We didn’t only eat the corn fresh out of the fields, we also processed it for winter storage. We cooked it, cut it off the cob, and packaged it in plastic bags or boxes to store in the freezer. Corn season is still a communal event for our family in Lancaster County. My sister Sue, the only farmer in the Hershey family, hosts a day of “putting up” corn. This year they did ninety bushels! Great grandma Barbara Ann had a little cramp in her hands after the day was over, but everyone had fun working together. The last time I was able to help was 2012. There were four generations in action that day!
Do you have any memories of summer corn or harvesting to share below! Love to hear your stories.
My New Beginning today is to teach my class tonight. The end of corn season and the start of school coincided for me this year. I’m very excited and a little scared to get back in the classroom after years away from it. That’s exactly the way one should feel about a new beginning!
What’s your New Beginning today? Log in here and tell me. I know I promised to take you behind the screen to talk about the amazing things people are sharing on the 100 Day Challenge. But corn interfered this time. It was just too sweet!