Shockingly, The Bearded One proposed going to a corn maze today. For those outside of the midwest, a corn maze is an intricate pattern cut through a corn field (actually grown that way) so that farmers struggling to make ends meet can get a few dollars by letting folks walk through their fields in the fall and can sell them some pumpkins and other sundry items.
So, to the corn maze we went. Here is the pattern that had been cut into the field.
We entered at the bottom right. Now, picture this. We walk through 8-10 foot tall walls of corn so you cannot see anything except the path upon which you are walking. It truly is a maze. Luckily, one of us has some skill in following a map and I tried to keep track of our direction. As you may know, The Bearded One hurt his knee a year and a half ago and does not walk far without hurting. Nor does he always remember that he cannot walk far without hurting. Sure enough, when we got to the part of the maze just under the pear, The Bearded One said he had had enough walking. Uh, I sure hope I know where we are in this maze or we are in big trouble….I may have to use my cell phone to call in a chopper…
But, we cut across to the silo and out. I did know where we were. The lady who had taken our entry fee was surprised to see us so soon but understood once she heard the knee story. We bought a couple pots of mums and were on our way.
We had Chilies Rellenos for dinner with a recipe from Vegetarian Times. It was really good although the only poblanos ready from the garden were pretty small. ( I had recently frozen all the sizable ones.)
I worked a bit on the third exercise in the Colored Pencil Bible. I am still learning lots of techniques.