
There was a lot of corn.

There were a lot of corn stalks.

There was a lot of corn on the cob.

Corn roots are pretty cool.

Craig started to go native. We found our way out in the nick of time.

There was an extreme amount of mud.

It went inside our boots from the top.

Evan is getting nervous.

Finn is a smidgeon stroppy.

Nearly there... I should also add that they made us take a super tall flag with us in case we got lost, needed help and/or had an emergency. Everyone was talking about the guy who called 911 in the middle of a corn maze recently because he was lost.
On Sunday, I went to a decorator show home in Fulton with friends, Nancy & Sheila, and two of Nancy's friends who had also lived in Cheltenham previously but not while we were there. It was a beautiful home and worth the visit. There were 25 rooms in the house, but no children. Sometimes I don't understand people.
Tonight (Tuesday), I am at the high school awaiting Evan's first concert. It promises to be a good evening. The kids just walked in so I am signing off.

Evan is smack dab in the middle of this photo under the blurry kid.
Just got home from the concert. My impressions:
1. They sounded so professional.
2. The trombone is a sad and serious instrument.
3. Steel drums are so not British.
4. Steel drums were not made to play slowly.
5. Herbie Hancock was a great composer.
6. Who knew that Avatar had a good soundtrack?
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