In ag class about 1959 one of my classmates made the statement, “If you want to walk through Daddy’s corn patch at noon you’d have to tote a lantern.”
—Don Byers 2024
I was reminded of Don’s memory when I read a passage From My Highest Hill Carolina Mountain Folks written by Olive Tilford Dargan.
“The corn gets so onhandy big an’ shady in Hawk Wing Cove you can see the lightnin’ bugs in thar by daylight.”
Now that was some tall corn!
I think a patch of corn is an amazing place. I love the sound of bees working the tassels. I love the bright green corn leaves against blue sky. I love the morning glory blooms winding their way up the cornstalks and along the rows. And of course I love the delicious ears of corn.
Tipper
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