Last week this space was devoted to a discussion of ornamental grasses. Their bloom is one of the harbingers of fall. For those that do not live in Florida or San Diego where there is little to distinguish the seasons, our environment gives us subtle or sometimes not-so-subtle clues that the calendar year is progressing.
The last week there was tremendous progress in our neighbors’ fields. Farmers have been out cutting tobacco, inverting it in the fields on a teepee of lath to dry, and then hanging it in their barns to further cure. Once fully dry, the leaves will be stripped from the stems and sorted by size for processing. The whole family is put to work cutting, stacking, and hauling.
Corn fields are also rapidly disappearing. I’ve been sharing the road with harvesters a lot more frequently as well. The green corn stalks cut now are chopped up for silage. Silage is fermented in silos (or wrapped in white plastic) and then fed to cows over the winter.
The corn that is left stand later into the fall to turn totally brown and dry is harvested for the kernels. Around here this is used primarily for animal feed, but further towards the Midwest where my husband grew up, a portion is used for a variety of products. You can probably quickly think of ethanol, the gasoline additive, and processed human food products like cereals, cornstarch, high fructose corn syrup and oil. Corn is also used in all kinds of other downstream products like industrial adhesives and cosmetics.
Not as plentiful as corn fields, but I’ve seen several pumpkin fields. Pumpkins are turning orange now and will soon be picked for Jack ‘o lanterns and fall decorating. Usually planted in June- pumpkins are a 90 day crop so when some of us are rejoicing that school is out- farmers are thinking ahead to fall.
In our local greenhouses, mums are popping up left and right. Mums planted in June are now starting to show a hint of color, ready to decorate your front porch, add some color to a flagging flower bed, or adorn fair parade floats. While many of us are thinking mums, Henry’s greenhouses posted on Instagram the other day that they are now planting their pointsettias. It is only 17 weeks to Christmas after all.
I lived in Florida for four years. The first Christmas I bought my tree in shorts and thought it was wonderful. After that I missed the seasons. I am so happy to be back in Lancaster County where I can watch the progression of time in the fields, my flower beds, and by the leaves on the trees. There is no place like home.
Last weekend I celebrated a milestone birthday with three other school friends. In the 20-odd years since high school we have all moved around the country so we decided to meet in Charleston, South Carolina for a long weekend getaway. One of my most memorable experiences was touring an old plantation.
Looking around the farm fields of Southern Lancaster County in late July there are three main things happening. The corn is in tassel, tobacco is starting to flower and I finally have fresh tomatoes for my BLTs.