“Moo, mooo, moooo!”  Here he comes, corn, corn!

The herd begins to move with a lumbering walk toward the pickup at the gate.  One young heifer, feeling her youth, kicks her hind legs at a nearby cow and starts to trot toward the moving red object. Not to be left behind and the last at the tailgate, the others breaking into a stiff legged jog.

“Our farmer is so good to us giving us summer treats. Hope there are some big nubbins still on it,” lows Popsicle to Daddy Long Legs. He simply shakes his big black head in agreement. 

The cows gather around the open tailgate and beginning pulling at the corn stalks. Daddy Long Legs simply reaches over the side of the truck and gets himself a nice green one.

Julian has to shoo them away so that he can get to the back of the truck to pull off armloads of the stalks and fodder. He walks among the hungry bovine, scattering them so that everyone, young and old can get a taste.

Prince, the border collie, hides behind his master not wanting to meet up with any of the hard heads or big hooves. One move towards him, and he is back in the truck looking out the back window at the goings on. 

First the diners have to walk from stalk to stalk looking for those small ears of sweet garden corn. “Here’s one,” thinks Oreo as she picks up a stalk and gives it a fierce shake and whack on the ground. Prize won. Chomp, crunch, swallow.

Snowball bulldozes her way through the crowd to pick up the stalk that Oreo dropped. Chomp, big tongue maneuver to pull in more stalk, chomp, again and it’s all gone.

In a matter of minutes the herd has licked the pasture clean of any sign of the sweet corn.

A farmer never lets anything go to waste.  Once all the good, full ears of sweet corn have been picked, shucked, cleaned, and saved in the freezer or can, then the remainder of small ears and corn stalks go to the cows.  Everybody has a full tummy.

Community Communiqué

The Glenn Memorial Senior Adult Ministry will host its annual picnic for seniors Friday, August 28, at 6 p.m. Bring a friend to enjoy an evening of good food, fellowship, and musical inspiration.

Prospect United Methodist Church is hosting their monthly Cowboy Church on Saturday, Aug. 29.  A trail ride will begin at 2 p.m.  Please bring your own horse.  The chuck wagon meal is at 6 p.m. Please bring a covered dish and a two-liter drink to share.  Cowboy Church around the campfire with music and an inspirational message by Pastor George Schaefer will begin at 7 p.m. These monthly gatherings are held the last Saturday of each month at Prospect United Methodist Church. If you have any questions, please call (434) 203-0232, (434) 352-4273, or email ironhorse6@hotmailcom.   You do not need to have a horse to enjoy the chuck wagon and Cowboy Church.  Everyone is welcome to attend.

The Prospect United Methodist Charge will hold its annual picnic at Holliday Lake at Shelter #2 on Sunday, Aug. 30, at 4 p.m. 

Gary and Eileen Fiscus, of Prospect, hosted a lawn wedding for their son, Mark Fiscus, and daughter-in-law, Caley Ross Fiscus, at their home on Aug. 8.  The bride and groom are honeymooning in Vermont and Nevada. 

The Pray and Stitch Group of Prospect United Methodist Church met with Kitty Miller on Aug.12 with six members present. They were Eileen Fiscus, Betty Coleman, Sue Case, Cary Reed, Dot Campbell, and Kitty Miller.

The Prospect Happy Hats met for lunch at Applebee’s on Aug. 14.  Those in attendance were Hilda Allen, Jean Covington, Elfrieda Kerns, Betty Meadows, Ann Norton, Margaret Stockton, Betty Sumner, Jeannette Tarlton, and Elsie Wilson.

Please keep the following people in your thoughts and prayers:  Kenneth Brisentine, Dorothy Womack, Betty Jean Bolt, Gary Fiscus, and Vicki White.

“What’s amazing is, if young people understood how doing well in school makes the rest of their life so much more interesting, they would be more motivated.  It’s so far away in time that they can’t appreciate what it means for their whole life.” – Bill Gates

If you have any news, call Edwina Covington (574-6576).