Report on the corn field across the road #7 – Final

November 19, 2012

We were just pulling into our driveway, coming home from a morning in Kingston, when we noticed.   The big combine machines were back and they had cut down the corn stocks across the road.  I like it best this way.  It is so open and expansive.

 That’s it folks.  We have come full circle.  This is a final corn field report.

But where will the deer hide?  It is deer season around here until the end of the year.   Poor things.


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In 2013 my husband and I retired. We bought an old pre-confederation house out in the country. This blog is about our new world in the country as we explore all of life's possibilities.
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5 Responses to Report on the corn field across the road #7 – Final

  1. Maybe there will be one hiding in your freezer? I wish one would come and hide in mine.

    • Last night, in the dark, quite late, the machines returned. Their bright lights lit up the horizon. The previous machine had only taken the corn cobs. Last night the machines were mulching up the stocks and turning them over into the soil. Farmers with big machines and bright lights keep strange hours.

    • I’ve never tasted deer. They are such beautiful creatures. I think I would have trouble eating them. Maybe if they started to eat my tomatoes I would feel differently.

      • I grew up eating venison. I always thought it was the same as eating beef, but they were luckier that they got to enjoy some freedom beforehand. Now, we have neighbours that bring us moose and caribou too on occasion. I guess growing up with it makes it easier for me, plus it seems like a sustainable way to provide meat. There were hunters in my family, but only for the purpose of food, not for sport.

  2. Rev. Marilyn says:

    They (farmers) work while the weather is perfect, before the snow falls. Once they start they don’t want to stop. Hence the long hours. Many of the people in my congregation are farmers. Their life has a rhythm all its own. I agree with you about the poor, beautiful deer. I can’t believe that hunting is a sport.

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