This is a neighbor, selling the stalks from their garden. We've long given up on our garden, owing to the growing trees overhead. As we head into the season of the year (September 1st through Easter and all the joys it brings), I can already feel the little burst of excitement, even though the dog days are still reminding us it's summer.
|Amish cornstalks, similar to the ones I remember|
Sigh. Fall can't get here soon enough. And by fall, I mean the day after Labor Day. Then it's cider and apple pie and pumpkin donuts and getting ready for the fun. Even if it is a staggering heat wave with temperatures in the 80s.