I picked up my phone to look at the picture message it had just received.
The picture was of our end dump trailer. And a largish pile of milo on the ground behind it. The message? Well, it read, “Anyone want to come help me?” The sender? My farmer man.
I showed the picture to my son and we began to find jackets and shoes. We all piled into the pickup and made a stop over at the shed to comply to a second text message that said, “Bring scoop shovels-in front of shed.”
Almost every harvest, it seems, we have a grain spill to scoop up. It really makes a good workout though! Definitely could save you a trip to the gym. I really got a good workout by clicking away with my camera. I’m pretty certain that no pile of milo could be scooped up as well, without a photographer there snapping pictures encouragingly. Pretty Certain.
The culprit this time-a smaller door in the end that wasn’t closed tight. And an icy glass of tea to help with a warm, itchy workout in the form of shoveling up milo.
Like I said, I really doubt the work could’ve gotten done nearly as easily without me there shooting a record of it.
While I’m pretty sure my husband didn’t have this event planned into his schedule, I did have fun taking pictures. And for a little, I did even work out with a scoop shovel instead of a camera. No pictures of me, so no proof. I don’t love to have my picture taken and I’m usually the one with camera in hand.
Did you have any unexpected spills or workouts in your week?!