On my way to acupuncture (almost three weeks ago) I saw this.
This is the field that I posted about last year that had corn growing.
No more corn.
It made me sad. I loved to look the corn on my way to acupuncture.
I know everything has its seasons. Even corn fields.
I began thinking about endings and beginnings.
Then I asked myself Is there anything in my life that needs to end? Is the field trying to tell me something?
A couple of days later when I was walking to my mailbox and saw this.
The farmer across the street planted corn!
I have corn growing across the street and I didnt even notice. Usually there is hay planted in the field so I didn’t even look.
This is how tall the corn grew in almost 3 weeks.
I get to see these stalks grow every day and I’m so excited. It’s something that has interested me since we moved in this house.
How cool is it that!