It is time for harvesting, and all it does is rain...just like it did all summer. With the harvest comes the crazy hours and break-downs. I am helping my Dad and Uncle, and so far they have had swather
I love being out at the farm...wish I could live closer to it. I am still not very far away, but a mile or so down the road would be so much better. My acreage just isn't the same as the farm...no cows right now (although 4H will be starting up again soon, so we will have my daughter's beef project).
I have my eye on a place a mile and a half away from the farm...it has been for sale for awhile. I would love to buy it, but am unable to secure financing. I'm optimistic my writing
It is such a pretty time of year as well...the leaves are changing color and the crops are going from green to yellow. I have the option of taking different routes home, and the backroads are lined with trees. I love seeing the different colors of the leaves. We had our first hard frost last night, which means the leaves will be changing faster and falling faster. The country roads look so nice on a sunny day covered in leaves. I am not ready for winter yet...never am...but the leaves falling reminds me it is coming whether I am ready or not.
I am off to do my part with the harvest
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