#corn roast

[acrossthesemiles]

Throwback to my family reunion when I disappointed pretty much everyone. ;)

[tournesoldansunjardin]

cornfield boasts (haiku)

© Clr `15

 generous harvest the shelter plan a corn roast, midsummer dream

© Tournesol ’15

MindLoveMiserysMenagerie – Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille

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[platinumdragonchaos]

My Family

I hope someone will read this and pass it on.  I want my Aunts and Uncles and cousins to know how much they mean to me.  You can stand there and look into someone’s eyes and say that they are important, and writing this shouldn’t make it any less or more true but there is a certain set in stone aura you take from things.  I’ve always felt like the black sheep but this once a year shindig makes me feel like I’m worth a lot more than just these tendons and bones.  I’m ever so thankful that I have such a close-knit family that loves each other so much.  I wear a hard shell around myself out of necessity but to cast that shell off even one day a year is liberation.

In the end, it’s nice to know that no matter what happens there are certain people that will always be there.  Tied together by blood and love...

I feel very blessed to have a family that holds these things together year after year.  So many awesome and amazing people and I get to be a part of it. 

Gummy yummies!

[whatshouldwecallviola-blog]

If you ever need to know anything about Indiana, just know that my town has a three-day festival entirely devoted to corn, and it's one of the most popular events of the year.

[asmallhistory]

On Friday evening last [Sept 1] our young people enjoyed a novel outing. They were invited to a corn roast, the gallants to supply the corn and the fair maids the butter.

September 1, 1899 St. Croix community notes, Hants Journal (Windsor), September 6, 1899

[mywholeheartedtruth]

Turns out my dad ended up telling me to drive my little brother home soon after i posted that because he was having a really bad attitude, so we came home, ate, and watched The Blind Side...a much better alternative than sitting awkwardly in a place where I know no one. :) I just went and picked up my dad. He was able to enjoy himself more without worrying about us, so it worked out the best for everyone. 

[mywholeheartedtruth]

This is the most boring night of my life.

Dad dragged Frank and I to a corn roast. We arrived just before 6pm, little did he know that it didn't actually start til 8. So now I'm sitting around a firepit with no fire being eaten alive by Mosquitos and listening to a guy play guitar and attempt to sing. It sounds worse than nails on a chalkboard. Shoot. Me. Now.

[orw0rseexpelled]

So today I  went to the library and as I came out I heard this music coming from the Farmers Market which is across the street. So I went over there to find out what it was and I walked into a Corn Roast! They had a guy singing and playing his guitar and they had little art vendors set up and a lemonade stand and most importantly, roasted corn! I wasn't going to stay because I was all alone, but then I thought why not a lemonade, and then I thought how often do you just walk across a corn roast, I should get an ear of roasted corn. So I did. I ate it while listening to covers of Here Comes the Sun and My Brown Eyed Girl, which made me think of Blue Lake in seventh grade when I fell in love with James in guitar class and we went to the dance but we didn't dance at all because I'm awkward but anyways I was talking about the Corn Roast. Actually that's about it but it just made me think of what a nice city I live in that I can just randomly find Corn Roasts. Corn Roasts are good times.