Whoo woo, the corn's a ready.
Somehow on minimum rain and watering I still managed a few cobs of corn (there's more to come).
As far as I'm concerned, even if you've climbed Mt Everest or swum the English Channel, you haven't lived until you've eaten a freshly picked cob of backyard corn.
Oh, and it's still not too late to plant some, though from seed might be a stretch, depending on your climate, but bung in a punnet of seedlings and away you go.
Cheers,
Stewart.
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