Empty Cornfields

Monday, October 2

Like I said in the previous post – this was the corn’s last stand.

I heard the harvesting equipment about mid-morning.

Not everything hits the truck when they go around a corner. ūüôā

The birds and nighttime animals appreciate the extra food.

By 5 pm they were working in the field below our yard.

If you look toward the left and under the spray of silage you can see two tractors driving on the silage on the trench.

They were still working at 7 pm.

This was our Sunday evening view.

By Tuesday morning we had a very different view.

If you know where to look, you can see the two tractors still driving on the trench to pack the silage. They are usually there through the night, so I expect that happened again.

My First Home

Saturday, February 4

Now that I am in my 70s, I spend and entire week (or more) celebrating my birthday. ūüôā

This year we began on Saturday by going to Hershey Gardens to see the Butterfly House and orchid display. Along the way I asked Cerwin if we could look for the farm where my Dad worked when I was born.

I think I was a young girl when I last saw it so I wasn’t even sure how to find it, but we knew that someone from our church lived in the area¬†so put their address in our GPS.

We wound around a few back roads, then there it was! We lived in a section on the right.

I wish I had taken a picture of the entire spread. It is a beautifully kept farm and now owned by a grandson of the man (Howard Bomberger) who owned it when my dad worked there.

Prior to¬†¬†living on this farm,¬†my parents served as house parents at the Milton S. Hershey Boy’s School in Hershey, PA.

I think we only lived here about two years before my parents moved back to the Hershey Farm near Penryn, PA, where he was born and where my dad began working for his dad.

This picture has nothing to do with the farm, but as we traveled, I noticed that the moon was still out and quite visible at noon.

Tomorrow night I will show you pictures from Hershey Gardens Butterfly House.

Anthony and the Electric Pole

I enjoyed caring for our great-grandson Anthony for several hours on Monday, December 12.

He loves anything that involves tractors and trucks so was captivated by the action outside our house that morning.

These men were preparing to unload an electric pole.

The next day it was taken to the center of a nearby field.

And the next day the old pole was picked up and moved away.


Anthony didn’t get to see the action on Tuesday and Wednesday.

This is Why We Are Only Seeing Rooftops These Days

Corn (6)It’s the time of year when we are closed in with corn fields – and I love it.

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Corn (2)I have a better view from our patio than from the previous one which was from our yard.

Corn (3)The past two weeks have been a great mix for growing corn – heat and rain.

Corn (4)This is what I see if I stand on the road in front of our house – facing south.

Corn (5)I stood next to this corn below our yard and reached as high as I could – there was still another two or three feet above my hand – and I am 5′ 7-1/2″ with a reach that is 6′ 8″.

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Corn (8)The silk in each of the three fields is in varying stages of maturity.

The silk below our yard is green.

Corn (9)Across the road from it, the silk is turning purple.

Those two are my brothers’ fields.

Corn (10)The neighbor’s field across the road from our house is much darker brown.

The maturity has something to do with the time it was planted Рalso the breed of corn. Some breeds have shorter seasons than others.

Corn (11)It doesn’t seem that long ago that we began seeing yellow/green tassels – now some fields are¬†turning¬†brown as well.

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Corn (13)Summer wouldn’t feel like summer without corn in the fields that surround our house.

Corn Harvest

Monday, November 23

DSC_5109It was about mid-morning when I heard the rumble of¬†large¬†equipment in the field next to us –¬†looked outside and grabbed my camera.

DSC_5111I took all these pictures from our front door, the patio, or one of our windows.

DSC_5113From beginning to end, it took two hours.

DSC_5114I love living in the country – on the land where my grandfather, father, and siblings and I grew up.








DSC_5129I walked this road to school (it was a dirt road back then) – first to a one-room schoolhouse (now a family dwelling next door to us) – then beyond it to get the bus when the schools consolidated.

I was in 4th grade when I rode my first school bus.

DSC_5132This field has seen a variety of crops during my almost 72 years: alfalfa, corn, tomatoes, and I think I remember when it was surrounded by fence and used for grazing for the dairy herd my dad raised.

My brothers may remember other crops.

DSC_5135There’s a funny story about a time¬†Grandpa was husking corn in this field – a bit closer to the farm. He knew when the mailman would go by, so stored some already-husked-corn nearby and pretended to be husking and throwing corn very fast when the mailman went by. Soon the neighbors heard about how quickly Milt Hershey¬†husked corn. ūüôā

DSC_5137Another funny thing happened in this field РI think the summer after my step-mother married my Dad. She wanted to be helpful so drove the pickup truck or a tractor (I forget which) to this field to help Daddy pick up corn that had been missed by the corn-picker.

When she got here, Daddy asked her if she knew she was pulling the elevator behind her. She did not. ūüôā We still love to tease her about that now and then. It makes us smile because it was a neat demonstration of her love for our dad.

DSC_5139Another time a man ran through this field when trying to get away from the law.


DSC_5142I sure do treasure this land where the corn grew and matured this summer.

Highlights of Three Beautiful Days in July

July 22, 23, & 24

Highlights (1)How is this for a Wednesday morning highlight – our great-grandson, Anthony, and his aunt, our granddaughter, Lydia?

Anthony was here for a short time while his mom (Abby) ran a few errands.

Highlights (2)These three are cell phone pictures so we could send pictures to his grandma (Diane) in Maine.

Highlights (3)Love that cookie-covered face.

Highlights (4)

Highlights (5)Thursday: I love the view from our patio when the sun is highlighting corn tassels.

Highlights (6)Cornfields line the road near our house.

Highlights (7)Friday: Our daughter-in-law Kristen brought a bag of fresh corn –¬†ready-for-the-freezer

Highlights (8)There were more than a dozen freezer bags.

Highlights (9)Thanks, Kristen. I kept one bag out of the freezer for supper. It tasted like fresh corn. Yum!

Highlights (10)I never tire of a clear night and a beautiful moon –¬†whether¬†it is waxing, full, or waning.

Highlights (11)Sometimes I like to think about the fact that it is the same moon God created thousands of years ago Рand the same moon that each of our family members see Рno matter where they live or are traveling.

Happenings Around Here

March 24 to April 2

1 (8)Spreading manure on the field to our south.

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1 (2)Back to the manure pit

1 (6)Then back to the field

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1 (17)The crops should grow well this summer!

2 (5)Two days later a rather ominous looking storm came through and made sure the manure was firmly soaked into the soil.

2 (7)The rain didn’t last long, but it was good for the land.

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3 (1)Two days after that – March 28 – it snowed!

3 (2)I am thinking that our crocus’ will never bloom this spring. They are usually blooming by the middle of March.

4 (1)Today it finally felt like spring – and Rohrer’s spread stones on Anne’s driveway – below our house.

4 (2)The field beyond the truck Рwhich had manure on it the other day Рis already turning green.

DSC_7887…and look! Our crocus’ are blooming.


DSC_7902Spring has finally arrived.