SOLOLÁ — This week’s high-pressure system packing strong winds has destroyed much of the Mayan farmers’ area corn crops, snapping corn stalks, drying leaves and stopping growth of the ears too soon.
I learned of the damage from a friend who lives in an agricultural area, his house virtually surrounded by cornfields. Yesterday after work, I hitched a ride with him up to El Tablón — a wide, relatively flat plateau above Sololá — to check it out.
It was sobering to see so much corn looking dead and dry, snapped or knocked down by the wind. Some corn is still standing. It has a chance to mature properly and fill out with full kernels, my friend said. But many fields have suffered irreversible damage and loss. My friend estimates that about 25 percent of the area’s corn crop has been lost, noting this is not the worst he’s seen.
The corn growing season here is much longer than it is in the United States. Farmers plant their crops in May before the rainy season and harvest in January, when the cobs have fully matured and the kernels have dried. Mayans store the dry ears of corn at their houses and use them to make tortillas, tamales and atol (hot drinks) all year long, three meals a day.
My friend’s sister walked with me out to the road, where I caught a bus back to town. She explained that for the vast majority of the people, corn is not a cash crop, but eaten by the farmers themselves. Rising food costs have pushed the price up from about 12 cents to 23 cents per pound over the past year or so, she said.
My Guatemalan friends had warned me about the winds of November and December, but I didn’t believe them till my corrugated tin roof nearly went flying the other evening. During one particularly strong gust, I heard a “ping” and observed the metal sheet buckle vertically (in the direction of the trough).
The winds have significantly cooled the air here, making it quite uncomfortable and dusty. But that’s as far as I thought it went. Until today, I didn’t realize people were losing their crops and their roofs.
Please pray for those who have lost so much.
“As for man, his days are like grass;
he flourishes like a flower of the field;
for the wind passes over it, and it is gone,
and its place knows it no more.
But the steadfast love of the LORD is from everlasting to everlasting
on those who fear him,” Psalm 103:15-17.
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The first photo below shows a small cornfield above Sololá from about a month ago, before the high winds arrived. The second shows last evening’s beautiful sunset and high clouds with a few standing cornstalks near El Tablón.




































