But alas! The minute the rain ceased we made our trek. I love to think my Aunt Angie up in heaven had something to do with it. She would have loved the maze.
Corn mazes only come once a year. Local farmers cut labyrinths through the maze, and invite curious folks like myself to try to find our way through.
The drive there it started to sprinkle – but once in the maze, the sun shone so brightly…illuminating the corn to a bright green/yellow. It actually became a little bit warm! Aunt Angie again, I’m sure…
At the maze’s mid-point, there’s a bridge where you can lookout over the maze and the surrounding field. Truly beautiful. This picture was shot at the very second my camera battery died…
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