Fields of gold

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When I travel south from my home on the fringes of Chicago suburbs, I drive through miles of flat farmland. This time of year, corn stands tall and heavy with ears in the fields.

“A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine.”

~ Anne Bronte

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