Pennington corn cribs stand empty at the edge of a field. Once they were filled to the brim with deep butter yellow cobs of dried corn. After the harvest, the corn plant leaves were used for silage, the husks to make brooms, and the cobs were placed in the cribs to dry naturally. These two cribs would have provided enough feed for the livestock to make it through the winter. There are a few still in use...not many.
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This may sound strange, but I see this and feel a sense of lonliness...
As always, I'm delighted to visit your world. :)
just beautiful.
You have absolutely beautiful photos here. I have enjoyed looking over your blog.
Wonderful website. These memories of what was and no longer is sadden me. This picture reminds me of earlier times in Iowa, the times of family farms, animals, and small corn cribs.
my grandfather manufactured the corn cribs in your pic. My brother found this and we are now passing along these memories of being in the shop and watching them being made to our children. WHAT A WONDERFUL FIND !!!!!
I grew up near Lane, Illinois (population 100 or so) and living in the San Francisco area now I forget what farm country back home can be like. It can contain desolation, sure, but also quiet mystery, a sense of timelessness, the sound of pheasants and red-winged blackbirds, coyotes, and the corn silos in autumn droning on to make a symphony that spells home to me. Potlucks, fireworks on the Fourth, people coming together in good times and bad make such a cornerstone in my memories of that area. Thank you for such evocative pictures, I came across them by chance and will come back to look again. Best regards and thanks again, a Farm Boy from Illinois
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