Migrating birds gather on hydro lines in order to discuss their much awaited vacations to warmer climates in the sunny south. Chlorophyll production ceases in plants, allowing for splashes of vibrant reds, oranges and yellows to appear in their newly formed fall wardrobes. Once fully clothed in colour, leaves gracefully drop from their post on gently swaying branches to the ground below. Not far behind are plump, juicy apples, ripe for the picking, from trees that annually produce these delicious globes. Grasses are in the dormant stage of life and lawnmowers have taken up residence in storage until spring.
One final tour of the only remaining crop to be harvested becomes a necessity. Corn fields contain row after row of cornstalks heavily laden with dry ears of corn. The outer rows victims of pesky raccoons and hungry deer. A feast of fresh corn niblets for the unwanted intruders, who leave the remnants of husks, cobs, silks and stalks strewn across the bare ground below.
In the midst of the chaos, one particular corn stalk eluded the hungry beasts as its cob was underdeveloped in comparison to its neighbours. Instead of standing proud and tall like a soldier, the cornstalk veered off in another direction in order to reach its goal. The stalk grew along the ground for a few inches, then took a wide swoop upwards, resembling a gooseneck.
Unable to recall ever seeing a stalk similar to this one, further investigation deemed necessary. Although slightly stunted and slimmer than its neighbours, the stalk produced healthy leaves and retained a dark green colour. The single ear produced was not one that a farmer would brag about to his neighbours. At the base of the stalk the first and secondary roots anchored themselves firmly into the soil on one side. Clearly visible on the remaining side lay a large, flat
The corn seed flourished in close proximity to the rock, constantly searching for space to grow. Eventually the determined seedling found a way to work in harmony with the rock, establishing its place in the row.
Images of the imperfect cornstalk and its struggle to survive were truly beyond remarkable. Seedlings endure a myriad of weather and soil conditions, pests and diseases to produce a crop for harvest each autumn. The splendor of the season allows for the giving of thanks for the bounty brought forth.