The other day I took my camera to work and got a few pictures. (Please excuse the lack of words and the words that might not be coherent...it is late and I have not been getting enough sleep!)
That's my broskie in there. And that is the combine he taught me how to drive.
When my best friend moved in between two grass seed fields, I informed her it was going to be very dusty come summer time. I don't think she really believed me. But in a recent conversation she said "you were right, it is incredibly dusty." I figure a little (ok, a lot) of dust is a small price to pay for living in the country!
And yes, I drive those trucks.
My favorite time of the work day.
(And this farm girl is going to bed.)