Fall has always been my favorite season. As summer draws to a close I always begin to look forward to cool nights and decreasing humidity. I look forward football games (cheering for a school that the hostess of this site edits out). I look forward to pulling my hooded sweatshirts and sweaters out again. I look forward to the turning leaves, apple cider and pumpkin pie. And I’ve always looked forward to harvest.
Even when I was just observing harvest from the road as I drove past the fields, I enjoyed it. I loved seeing the farmers in the field, red and green machines working hard all hours of the day and night. When I married into a farming family I continued to enjoy harvest. I got rides in the combine, brought meals to the field and was even coerced into shelling corn one afternoon. Then, last year, we had a baby, right in the middle of harvest. Pretty poor planning on our part!
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