A few weeks ago we had the perfect Saturday evening for a weenie roast. We lit the fire and discovered that we were going to get to watch the neighbor cut the soy beans in the field around our house.
I’m always intrigued and fascinated by the machinery and how it can cut, sort and discard everything in one fail swoop.
Tucker got the opportunity to ride along. He was so excited! His first time in a combine.
As we watched the sun was setting and coming through the trees and the dust. It was nothing short of spectacular.
It was a beautiful evening. We couldn’t have asked for more.
I was reminded again of how thankful I am to live in a place that teaches my children every day where the food on their plates comes from.
What a blessing.
Peace, love and country livin’!!!