I woke up this morning to yet another huge storm in Columbia. Torrential rains, hurricane-force winds, thunder, lightning. It was actually a pretty cool sight to wake up to.
What I didn’t take into consideration, though, was the corn. Oh, the sweet, sweet corn that last week grew taller than me, and a few days later was taller than my 6’4″ husband. It was tasseling beautifully, and was developing ears and putting out silk.
I had heard from a friend a long time ago that, while raised beds are amazing for so many aspects of gardening, they can make it more of a challenge to grow tall plants like corn. The soil is so loose that a strong wind can come along and knock the whole plant over. And so it did.
This made me want to cry. I tried to right them, but it is nearly impossible to work with 16 corn plants at one time by yourself. I just ended up getting torn up by mosquitoes and corn leaves.
It is raining again, and the corn is still fallen over. Maybe tomorrow we can try to help them. I’ve read in a few places online that with a little help and more sunshine than rain and wind they can bounce back. This would be my first year growing corn, so I’m hopeful that we will actually get some corn.