Since I just did my last post about Oscar Hammerstein, it seems appropriate to quote from one of his songs....
"The corn is as high as an elephant's eye,
And it looks like it's climbing clear up to the sky!"
Wait, you are thinking that perhaps this does not look like corn to you, but more like wheat? It is Indian grass and it does remind me very much of stalks of wheat. (In this photo, I have reached up and stripped it of the seeds!)
In the English language, the word "corn" used to refer to any grain but especially wheat. When the first English settlers came to America, they called the grain that Native Americans ate, "Indian corn", but eventually the "Indian" was dropped and it was just called corn.
As I did last year, I volunteered to collect grass seeds from the "Power of Flight" area at Panola Mountain State Park. (The seed will be stored until Spring and will then be planted for the birds and butterflies.) What a glorious day! It started out quite cool but when the sun came out, it warmed up considerably. There were only three volunteers along with Phil, the Park Ranger. (There had been a larger group the weekend before, but I couldn't make that one!)
We collected seeds from Indian grass and also, little Bluestem. We placed the seeds carefully in the clean pillowcases provided for us and we did this for hours as Phil told us what birds we were hearing, the names of butterflies that we saw and all kinds of facts of nature...in other words, it was heavenly for me!
(One of the young volunteers arrived late and when we all turned to go back to the parking lot to show him the way to the grass seed area, a very large buck came from just behind us! It had a very large "rack" and it was quite easily the largest white tailed deer I have ever seen! Sorry, no time for a photo...it must know it has to be fast to escape the deer hunters here.)
In my first photo on this post, that is the nature center building at Panola Mountain State Park. It has now been painted a different color and they no longer have that painting of Panola Mountain on the front door. That makes me a bit sad since I always liked it but never mind, the painting now has a home on this blog posting! And you will never guess, I just found out that it was painted by none other than our friendly ranger guide on Saturday! Good job, Phil! And ahem....I hope I didn't drive you TOO crazy on Saturday. My blogging friends will tell you I am really a very shy and reserved kind of woman. Right, friends? HA! You all know how much I LOVE my monadnocks! I will talk your EAR OFF if you let me!
Oh! And you might remember that I have been very much bothered by a bad cough for weeks which has left me with some severe breathing problems. The wonderful thing...being outside in all that fresh air on Saturday just did me a world of good, truly it did! I think I recognize that I need to be around Stone Mountain, Arabia Mountain and Panola Mountain, not just for my mental health but for my physical health as well!
Hey! I found someone singing "Oh What A Beautiful Morning" for you! Man, it makes me feel good to hear this from someone so young. I love how she sings it too. Enjoy.