The hills are alive..... with the sound of combines...... singing the song of harvest....
A grain's eye perspective...
The big green machine gobbling up the golden grains and separating the wheat from the chaff.
We have a very generous neighbor across the flat that every year gives three eager boys a ride on his combine. The boys wait all summer for this short lived moment...."Is the wheat ready yet?" over and over again....
This summer they got to ride almost an hour.... boy heaven.
You can't see them here in the cab....waiting for the combine to start up again. I can only imagine how they feel.... heart thumping, pulse quickening, eyes alight with excitement.
What a good man our neighbor is... he remembers what it is like to be a boy.
And that means the tank is full.... time to unload the liquid gold.
A short ride in the semi was "loads" of fun, too.The semi is headed to the elevator to unload it's precious cargo.
Until next year....
I'm linking up to You Capture this week (first time!) where the theme is Outside.
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