We drove to the corn palace after we saw the County Courthouse.
I had been to the Corn Palace a long time ago . . . when I was eight-years-old. I remember being so awed by the murals of corn!
Here is a picture of the Corn Palace the year I saw it!
So long ago . . . all the way back in
To be honest, going back as an adult was kind of a let-down. It was pretty much a glorified gift shop. The murals were not as numerous or as awesome as I remembered in my eight-year-old mind. Still, it was fun to see and I am glad we stopped.
A map of the state. Wes an Leah are by Mitchell, and the other three kids are pointing to Rapid City--where we are headed!
All these murals are made out of teensy individual kernals of hardened, colorful seed corn. It is amazing.
We saw a few spots where mice had nibbled on the murals.
We even saw some murals that had gotten a little wet and the kernals had started growing!
Standing with the Ear.
Definitely corny.
No doubt about it!
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