My husband grew up on a farm in Southeastern Minnesota surrounded by corn and soybeans; when I was 18 I spent an entire summer there with him. One of the first things my dad asked me about living near a corn field was whether I could hear the corn grow. Though I have heard varying questions and accounts on the subject, I am still unsure of its status as truth or myth.
Perhaps I'll have to investigate this weekend, when we are down there for father's day.
This was shot on Memorial day; it was the first time I had seen corn this young.
