Yesterday was a beautiful day. Something special about the light. Everywhere I walked life was stirring--a squirrel scolded me, I startled a number of deer, and a chipmunk stopped to watch me pass as I walked down the railroad tracks. But everywhere there was corn, ready to be harvested. The majority of our corn goes to the Cargill Plant in Eddyville, and from there it travels all around the world. It's a good thing we have corn, corn, and more corn.
