Around the picnic table, the light country breeze bringing about whiffs of fragrant coffee caught between laughter and light-hearted conversations. The tall stalks in the field sway, unrestrained, as though in a dance. The cornbread is warm in my hands as I sit patiently waiting for the orange hues in the sky to reach its full form. Soon enough, the sun comes up behind the horse stables, welcoming another bright day. As I look around at my family, shadows on their faces disappearing with the rising of the sun, there is an overwhelming feeling of thankfulness for that very moment, every one that follows, and every one that has passed……
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Honey Corn Muffins for a bright morning
Me and corn muffins, we have a very good history. As a child, I remember getting these muffins as Sunday treats! There’s just something about corn muffins that makes me think of a warm sunny day running my hands along tall stalks of corn in a field. When I was still in school, not too long ago actually, I would occasionally drag my friends to Kenny Roger’s Roasters across the street so I could have some of their yummy corn muffins. Sometimes I would even take home a box of six to enjoy with the family. However, since I learned how to bake, I’ve mostly stopped buying things I know…
