Well in Southern MN it is farming season. We are surrounded with the farm families out in those fields harvesting that crop. Cornie-Corn as the kids like to say it.
We went out a got a ride in the combine with Uncle Kevin when he was in the fields next to our house.
Gracie had so much fun she didn't want to come back with me.
The goofy part was she liked to watch the back of the combine (the hopper) more than the front where the corn was being picked. As a kid I always liked to watch the front. I used to pretend the corn was dancing as it went down into the corn head.
So we left Gracie for a few more rounds with Uncle Kevin and Zachy and I went to the other end of the field to meet them at the end of the row.
Nothing like a nice harvest sunset to finish the day.
The weekend before this we were at my Mom and Dad's and Gracie rode the tractor with Grandpa Sohre and Margoe... they were hauling manure! Oh, such a nice scent this fills the air with!