Happy In Bag

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Corny











Is it just me, or does anyone else battle the urge to run through fields of corn? Many crops are well over eight feet tall now, and it takes a lot of willpower not to park my car by the side of the road to enjoy an irresponsible stroll through a farmer's achievement. I only succumb to the temptation a couple times a year. I never take any ears; being amidst the cornucopia just fills me with giddy optimism.

8 Comments:

  • At 10:09 AM, Blogger Xavier Onassis said…

    Snakes.

    Snakes love cornfields because mice do too.

     
  • At 1:29 PM, Anonymous panos said…

    that sounded fun, 'til I read xavier's comment.

     
  • At 1:41 PM, Blogger Happy In Bag said…

    You can often find diced snake in fresh bales of hay.

     
  • At 7:22 PM, Blogger Xavier Onassis said…

    panos - I have that effect on many seemingly fun activities.

     
  • At 10:56 PM, Blogger Spyder said…

    It had to be snakes!

     
  • At 1:36 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Screw the snakes, corn husks (sp?) and stalks hurt like a SOB. I wouldn't run through a cornfield just because my arms and legs would look like hamburger afterward. Anyone who has ever had to pull tassels will attest that corn stalks are much more painful than they look.

     
  • At 4:48 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Don't forget the Children of the Corn.

     
  • At 6:35 PM, Blogger Ruralgurl said…

    Back in high school daze, we used to pull over, grab our stuff and run deep into the corn and hide when we were out on the back roads at night and saw the cherries comin' up over the hill. Better an abandoned vehicle ticket than the alternative.

     

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