Sun blast. Indoors and out.
I love it's absolute enthusiasm, how soon it can grow taller than me, even with little rain. I love the pale feathery flower heads, and the way the leaves grow papery through the Summer and rustle in the breeze. I love the damp fruit that hides inside layers of wrappings, and the first one that I can never resist eating raw. We always leave them long after the last low fruits have been nibbled by a mouse on tip toes, and let them stand a few more weeks longer, enjoying the sounds and the lovely screen they make.
And when it's finally time to take them to the compost heap, I'm always fascinated by the reptilian look to the top part of their roots, how it almost looks like stone.
They have the high roof of a greenhouse to aim for now. And in a few more weeks, they will be planted out to start looking at the sky.
Baby corn. One of my favourite veggies to grow.
6 comments:
Hi Annie, what an amazing ballad to
baby corn. The picture you have painted in my mind is wonderful.
I can see the lovely screen and
heart the soft rustle.
Thank you, what a wonderful way
to awaken my mind this morning.
Hello Annie~ Ooh, how I love corn. Now I'll have to cook some over the weekend to satisfy this craving you've made me have. Hope all is well with you. Have a nice night/ weekend.
beautiful and then yum.... :)
Hi Cynthia. Thank you very much.
Hi Michelle. Enjoy! I'm going to be waiting a bit longer.
Hi Jeane. Yes!!
Oh, what a lovely little life story of these corn. I love the mouse on tiptoes. I love baby corn, but I can imagine that nothingn I've eaten compares with those you've grown yourself.
Hi Jem. The first batch has just been planted this week and seems happy to have escaped the greenhouse. Problem with this crop is I like eating it on the way home......
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