corn
I never grew corn before this year, and I wouldn't have this year either had not friends given us a dozen seedlings as a baby-shower present. It took me a little while to come to terms with having to find a place for corns in the garden, but now I'm so excited about how they're doing! There's something amazing at looking up at those giant mutated grasses, or whatever they are.
What we have this year isn't for eating—it's that multicolored stuff you put up on your door in the fall. Which is good, I think, because it takes the pressure off: I get to play with growing the stuff, but if most of it dies or get eaten by raccoons I won't be too too upset, because, you know, how many decorative centerpieces do you need?!
So instead of worry, all we have is the thrill of seeing the first ear poking out a stem!
