The days are getting cooler. The mornings are foggy as of late. We set our clocks back an hour on Sunday. The horizon of Belgium has dropped about 8 feet. It must be Fall. I think that the most popular crop in Belgium is corn. They grow it everywhere. If there is a field near their house, they will grow corn on it. An empty plot of land in a subdivision? Corn. A half acre beside the school? Corn. A planter box on the windowsill? Corn. (Well, maybe not that last one.) It's not so much to eat, but to feed the livestock throughout the winter months. They have a lot of livestock in Belgium. Almost as much as they have corn. You don't realize just how much of the landscape is covered with these massive fields of grain... until they harvest it all. Then you notice that not only is the country much shorter than you had first thought, but that there are a lot of buildings and fields that were once hidden. I find myself having to relearn some of the landscape. Things look much different now. Instead of turning right at the third cornfield on the left, I find myself looking at the old house that had been hiding there. They built a nice new house nearby, so they just plowed up their former yard and planted...say it with me...all together now...CORN! Ahhhhhh.
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