Weekly beauty: Green fields

Okay, so cornfields aren't exactly a unique sight in the upper Midwest. But I am reveling in the beauty of the lush, wide open fields of green. Apparently I'm savoring my last few weeks of rural life before I move back St. Paul, which has its own charms, of course, but they are quite different.





I have had such a good time this spring and summer watching the crops mature. The rows of tiny little leaves were so cute, and then before I knew it the corn was over my head. And now it's tasseling, and the addition of that shoot of gold gives the fields a totally different look from the solid sea of earlier summer green.





Just look at those perfect rows. My sixth-grade teacher, Mrs. Sackett, used to ask us to make our rows of desks "corn-row straight." Order and abundance. It's beautiful.