Many of you have driven across some of the "I" states and see a lot of corn and soybeans growing everywhere. That's what we are known for. We grow corn and soybeans. We are good at it.
Occasionally, you'll drive past a field of wheat. I hope it leaves you as breathless as it does me.
I instantly want to stop and start singing, "Oh beautiful.... for spacious skies... for amber waves of grain...." But I don't. Because, well, my singing is bad enough that my cats will bite me if I start.
Wheat is a beautiful grain. It dries out to a beautiful golden color that creates a gorgeous contrast across the horizon.
It's a grain that has changed society to the way we know it. It's the foundation of our history.
I'm amazed at how such a small kernel can come together with others to feed such a large amount of people all across the world. It's a grain we truly take for granted.
