I love the smell in the air, the combine rides, and especially suppers in the feilds. But it will feel nice to not plan supper around when the truck is dumping and packing up all the eating utensils (which, by the way, tonight I forgot the plates!! Thankfully I was close to a neighbour, who still doesn't know I borrowed 6 plates! I guess when she looks in her dishwasher, she will know.)
Harvest time totally reminds me of my dad. He loved harvest time. It makes me miss him, but know he is so proud of how the guys are running the farm. He taught them well.
Anyways. Harvest is over for 2008. Now on to fall work. Ahh the life of a farmer!