Much to our corn loving delight, one of the farmers who attends our church invited us to come pick corn from his field of golden goodness. Given Monday is Joe's day off, we were headed out of town as quick as possible. Not only was the weather beautiful but the whole day was just one of those days. We had a nice drive, picked corn, ate lunch at the cafe in the town of Ipswich then drove home to a load of "joyful" work ahead.
Picking the corn was just the beginning though. Thank goodness Joe doesn't mind hard work when it comes to having bags of sweet corn in your freezer for a few months. After shucking, boiling, scraping and bagging, we will be as corn fed as the cattle in the field.
Here are a few pics from our corny day:
Corn Daddy |
First time I've ever picked corn. |
It was a bit claustrophobic in there. |
Shucks! :) |
The First Ten...we ended up with 20 bags; 4cups of corn in each. It was such a great day but soon a day is coming that will make my heart sing even more....... |
Salsa! (Yes, these are from my garden) |
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