Let me explain. Hubby and I live in the corner section of a once-upon-a-time farmer’s field that borders two presently-farmed fields planted with corn.
Have you ever seen what a corn harvester does as it mows down the field? It devours whole stalks, strips off the kernels, and spews out chunks of cobs and almost intact stalks out the back.
This sounds rather cool, until your front yard is filled with pieces of kernel-less cobs.
But it gets even better.
Next, the farmer rolls a stalk chopper over the field. This machine does exactly what its name implies. A field with thousands of corn stalks now has millions of
shuck pieces blowing around, most of which find their way onto our property.
It takes less than a day for thick layers of shucks to carpet the area between our front walk and hedge. Or for piles several feet deep to engulf our back patio.
Forget the corn maze, we have our personal shuck maze.
By the way, if you know anyone who likes to make corn shuck dolls, please let me know…and tell them to bring a truck.