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Oh, corn.

My corn. How I carefully dropped your seeds. How I interspersed your promise with pole bean seeds to twine upon your stalks.

Because everyone needs a friend.
Oh, corn, how I spotted your first green shoots. How I eagerly watched you grow. How I enjoyed the view of your strong stalks burgeoning forth. How I anticipated the first taste of your sweetness.
And then came the storm yesterday afternoon.

Thunder broke hard right over our heads. Rain pounded, brutal in its random violence.

Oh, corn, how I loved you! And how, oh how, I will miss you.
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hugs from PA
connie
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PS…you must’ve had a strong straight line gust of wind across your hill…
PS…have you ever thought of block planting the rows in the other direction..but not on a steep hill..only slight hill…the forth, catches the third, the third catches the second and the first…well, it’s on its own…
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Beans,corn and squash have been grown together for years….they compliment each other..called the three sister method…
My grandparents, in NC, came from the Indians that grew it this way for generations, corn is natures nutritional (pyramid) pole…
Beans add nitrogen back to the soil for the next crop…which corn deplinishes..
Squash or and pumpkins add shade around roots and deter some rodents…
PS…how else would all those morning glories spread thru out the fields, up the corn stalks..beautiful…
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That must have been some storm!
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Just a thought: could you put stakes/posts at the end of the rows and string a line, like a clothes line, and tie the stalks to it? It doesn’t have to be super strong because it’s just to keep them upright, since they can still hold their own weight… (my inventors mind wants to make a variation on clothes pins, with a big loop/hole to accomodate the stalks, lol.)
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I am sorry about your corn :(
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