Pop – My Sunday Photo

My house has a definitely eau de popcorn this weekend, but, despite my best efforts, I have no popcorn to show. I am a tad disappointed, to say the least.

The one crop from my garden that I was truly excited about, this year, was my popcorn. First time trying it. The seed packet made it sound easy to grow and pop. These were popping corn. What is not to like?

So I gave it a go. It grew well. Really well. The cobs were beautiful. I fed it and watered. Admired it. I dreamt of feeding my family great bowls of homegrown popcorn.

Except, it didn’t turn out like I hoped. It will not pop. I have tried everything, over the last two days. All the methods I know and more. I’ve researched. I now know more about the ins and outs of popcorn than any one should, who just simply wants to eat them. I’ve tracked down every reference to this specific type of popcorn and can find only two mentions of people popping it. These two are from the same source, so really it is just one. One. The rest explain how to successfully germinate the seeds and care for the plants, and then they go silent. No beautiful photos of people reaching into big bowls of popped popcorn.

So I give up. You cannot win them all and, in all fairness, I do win most times. Either the seeds were wrong or maybe my soil was lacking a particular nutrient. I won’t be growing it again. (Although I did find another variety that may be worth a go. 😉 ) Instead, I’ll strip these cobs, dry the seeds and use them either in jars as decorations or in heat bags. They are pretty. I cannot waste them.

I’m glad I gave it a go, but if you don’t mind, I’d rather not smell popcorn for a little while. Sigh.

(details: Fiesta popcorn)

For remembrance Sunday.

We should never forget.