I have a vegetable garden in Maine where I grow my own corn now. Like my mother, I keep a stick of butter just for corn in the refrigerator all summer, with bits of corn silk embedded from the previous night’s cob-rolling. My children and their children and their cousins will likely never be farmers. Their bare feet will never feel that rich Tuttle soil on a summer afternoon. But at least they’ll know what fresh corn tastes like.
-Rebecca Tuttle
https://newengland.com/yankee-magazine/living/new-england-environment/corn-season/
Tuesday, August 14, 2018
Rebecca Tuttle
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