The Corn Got High

Went for a little walk down the lane. It's been so long since we went down there, I use to go everyday but with work and being away, we've just not done it. Last time we were there, the corn had just been planted, now it's towering above our heads, always a sign that the end of summer is drawing near. Can I do another winter here? My beloved Malaga awaits sun drenched and soft. Yearning to be under the blanket of heat of its suffocating midday sunshine again.