Beyond a bare already harvested soybean field, a combine chews its way through another soybean crop.
Living and working in a rural area has its advantages and drawbacks, as does living anywhere. I count as an advantage – a blessing – seeing this clear evidence of the changing seasons, of seeing where food comes from, of who harvests it and how.
A combine cuts the first swathe through a soybean field. The last swathe may be done before I see the field tomorrow morning.
Back on Thursday.
Wheat harvest season is done. Bales of wheat straw await their turn.
Under a majestic early morning sky, tractors and grain bins await the days’ harvest.
A close-up look at wheat, ready for combining.
While shooting landscapes I looked down and saw this gem. Beauty is sometimes right at your feet. It’s good to look down, we might miss something.
It was a little incongruous to see a combine working deep inside town limits.