Our good friend and farming neighbor Dick had a patch of sweet corn hidden away in a distant cornfield and offered some to Mrs. T and myself. The offer included a ride to the location. Yes, horses aren't the preferred method or locomotion anymore..... Here he comes. I hopped aboard. Your welcome to ride along.
We headed off down a field road at a fairly breakneck speed ignoring the bumps and jolts. I hung on to the roll bar trying to look casual. All went well and I returned home with some supper sweet sweet corn. Yum! Then came the surprise. I was told "well when that's gone you'll have to borrow the 4 wheeler in the shed and go get your own." Oh yah. So a few days later Mrs. T and I went over to the farm and into the shed....
Todays machinery is beyond gigantic and if you look closely there is Mrs. T in her cowgirl jeans underneath the combine checking out the chassis. A quick search soon revealed the horse.... I mean 4 wheeler and we were soon ready to head out in the fields.
We headed down a field road cautiously, even at a snail pace, when I was informed I was going way to fast and recklessly by my dear spouse.
Down the slope and then a sharp right turn into a field waterway which limits soil erosion. Then a series of twists and turns along several corn fields.
Let's keep a sharp eye now for the sweet corn. It's not always easy surrounded by field corn.
There it is up ahead on the left. El Dorado - Golden Sweet Corn!
Oh yes, its sooooo good!