Corn... currency of the Midwest?

Apparently, there's a big difference between the things in my life that are worth taking pictures of and the pictures I actually take, which is why I haven't been posting much recently. But, for the Halloweeny-Fallness that just happened, there was a brief intersection. So, I went to Richardson Farm, which you can look up online as one of the biggest corn mazes in the world (woo.), with Ellen, Derrick, and Erica (Derrick's girlfriend).

Off we go...

...as Ellen stares at the Sun. I sort of assume there was something else to look at other than the Sun. You could pay $35 a head to go on a helicopter ride, which would have been cool because it's pretty hard to see the shapes of the maze while you're in it. This year it was Abraham Lincoln related because we're in Illinois and something important happened... 200 years ago? My American history is pretty sketchy in the 19th century.

So, this gesture intrigues me. To me it represents the spreading of peace and pure aggression. One of the things that's nice about being in the US is that I get to enjoy the positive side of it instead of wondering why everyone is so mad all the time. I remember waving from a bridge to drivers who were about to go under the bridge and receiving this as my response. Unfortunately, that was years ago, in England, before I could have pretended the driver was a hippy, or just a genuinely nice fellow.

You know, it occurs to me that I didn't ask for permission to put these pictures up, oh well.

Anyway, we had a good time and it was all very wholesome. Also, everyone else cheated, but we stuck to the path, which seems important somehow.

Now, let me find the Halloween pictures.