Saturday, August 9, 2014


Some of the most blissful times for me are drives out to the field.

 I may go along with Scott when he goes to check crops, or maybe I'll take him out there and leave him with a piece of machinery that he will drive home later (as in the photo below), but either way, the trips to and fro are happy times. I may be bumping slowly over a rough dirt road at low speed or absentmindedly listening to my farmer remark upon the state of affairs — it's soon time to do this or that, depending on what level of development the plants are at — but I know I'm living the good, good, good life when I'm out there.