It’s fun to hang out at the field when there’s a combine running.
It’s fun to watch. It’s fun to take pictures. It’s fun to ride. It’s fun to race around the field. It’s fun to play in the truck. It’s just fun. And since I am so organized and efficient and everything is always tidied up and in place and running like clockwork, we went and hung out at the field for the afternoon.
In reality, we went to hang out at the field because
- I wanted to ride in the combine and hadn’t yet
- the field would soon be all harvested
- I wanted to take pictures
- it was an absolutely beautiful day-gorgeous
- we took lunch to my man and my brother
Those were a few reasons. And here are a few pictures of fun at the field.
I think this must be sort of like Anne of Green Gables walking the ridge pole of the roof. Thankfully no one was rendered unconscience.
Keeping well hydrated..
So fun to play in the dirt-it just is when you’re a kiddo.
The pan of chocolate- peanut butter cookie bars that we took along pretty much performed a vanishing act by the time we packed up and trundled home. The camera came away with many photos. Photos which are still waiting to be transferred to their proper files. We drug home some dirt and dust and a few sneezes and mixed in with it all, some memories.
Sun. Dirt. Corn. Photos. Food. Fun.