Have you ever heard of the expression, "Hear the corn grow"? I would have assumed that this was an urban legend akin to "Opening day is so close you can almost taste it."
However, this past Friday I was outside working on my truck. It was a pleasantly warm day and aside from taking care of my vehicular bovine I also decided to join Katie in doing some weeding. As I was thinking of untangling this vine from the front bushes, I heard what sounded like rustling leaves, or perhaps like bubbles popping. I thought maybe we had a bunch of insects who were awake from their winter snooze and were hungry for some plant life, but upon very close inspection, I realized that there were no bugs on these bushes at all. No dry leaves and no wind to stir them if there had been.
That's when I saw them. Tiny little shoots that were showing signs of new growth within the bush. They were tightly wound together and as the afternoon sun was hitting them they were rapidly beginning to open up. Whether it was the sound of water being released or the shoots rubbing against themselves as they unwound I do not know. But I know that I heard the bushes growing. I brought Katie over to see if she heard anything either and sure enough, up and down the whole row of bushes there was an even sound of growth happening!
What's more, a little while later I heard what I thought were some leaves or seeds falling off of my red maple tree through the branches of the evergreen beneath it. Except I never saw anything fall, nor saw evidence that anything had fallen when I looked on the ground. But I am here to tell you that on Friday there were only buds on the evergreen and today there are full pine cones in those buds' places. Therefore, allow me to assert that you CAN indeed hear corn grow. You can hear nature's percussion all around you if you are just still enough to hear it.
Go God.
However, this past Friday I was outside working on my truck. It was a pleasantly warm day and aside from taking care of my vehicular bovine I also decided to join Katie in doing some weeding. As I was thinking of untangling this vine from the front bushes, I heard what sounded like rustling leaves, or perhaps like bubbles popping. I thought maybe we had a bunch of insects who were awake from their winter snooze and were hungry for some plant life, but upon very close inspection, I realized that there were no bugs on these bushes at all. No dry leaves and no wind to stir them if there had been.
That's when I saw them. Tiny little shoots that were showing signs of new growth within the bush. They were tightly wound together and as the afternoon sun was hitting them they were rapidly beginning to open up. Whether it was the sound of water being released or the shoots rubbing against themselves as they unwound I do not know. But I know that I heard the bushes growing. I brought Katie over to see if she heard anything either and sure enough, up and down the whole row of bushes there was an even sound of growth happening!
What's more, a little while later I heard what I thought were some leaves or seeds falling off of my red maple tree through the branches of the evergreen beneath it. Except I never saw anything fall, nor saw evidence that anything had fallen when I looked on the ground. But I am here to tell you that on Friday there were only buds on the evergreen and today there are full pine cones in those buds' places. Therefore, allow me to assert that you CAN indeed hear corn grow. You can hear nature's percussion all around you if you are just still enough to hear it.
Go God.
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