From Where I Stand...the old saying goes knee high by the Fourth of July. I have been blessed to live on my grandparents farm the passed few years and blessed to sit around drinking coffee with them making small talk about how tall the corn is getting. It may not seem like much to anyone else but these are the moments I cherish. My whole world is changing...this dirt and few acres will forever be considered my home...it has always had my heart but now its for reasons deeper. This is my home. It is a privileged to stand here and get to see the corn pop up in rows one more time.
