“There’s a bright, golden haze on the meadow
There’s a bright, golden haze on the meadow.
The corn is as high as an elephant’s eye
And it looks like it’s climbing clear up to the sky.”
Lyrics to “Oh, What A Beautiful Mornin’ ” by Oscar Hammerstein II
Walking among the farmer’s stalls yesterday, my eyes were in search of corn on the cob. Specifically, the kind of corn on the cob that you can only get in August when the corn is white and oh so sweet and when you eat it it feels like it goes to your … Read More