Here are some photos of our farming weekend. As usual, it was a blast and I was reminded of why Noah loves to farm so much... there is a certain calmness and peace that comes from the sound of the combine, the drum of the tractors... the night sky as the sun is setting, sending orange and purple hues dancing across the earth... the dust from the field leaves the sky a foggy haze... the chill in the air is just enough that you need to pull your arms in tight to keep warm... it's harvest and unless I am back home, I forget about the serenity that comes from being caught up in the middle of this wonderful season.
The old barn... looking a little weathered, but still holds a beauty all it's own.
As the corn empties out of the wagon, it makes a neat sound as the kernels hit the metal of the auger.
The old house that my father grew up in... also the house that I grew up in until high school. Lots and LOTS of memories here.
The crew, busy unloading the corn and getting ready to go fill it up again!
Emptying the new combine! This is Noah's FAVORITE tractor!! He likes John Deere, but his heart belongs to Case IH!
Papa Court waiting for the corn to unload... all smiles now, but farming can have its own set of troubles... hopefully no more this season!
The view from our rope swing... our community has been over taken with windmills (Wind turbines is the P.C. name) which makes sense because it is almost always windy down in this corner of MN.
Our beloved rope swing... began its life many moons ago as a "bag swing" and was the life of many many gatherings! A great time had then and continues to be... Courty is enjoying the swing all 'by herself'! My little big girl! So independent!
Noah takes a turn on the swing and he also enjoyed it... but he wants a little more action! Maybe next time we will get out one of our tractors with a loader and jump from that! :)