The pinto beans are finally dry enough we started the harvesting process.
Off we went (Boomer and me on the four-wheeler, Terry in the grain truck) until we arrived at the in-place combine.
The earth was warm, the air hot to scorching, and the dust flying out of the back of the combine as the dry plants were lifted up, shelled and loaded into the hopper….while the broken stems and pods were crushed and flung out the back.
Then later in the day…late afternoon, a surprise rainbow appeared.
We took a wee break as the daytime dissolved into the night. Setting the water for the still green and growing corn field.
Then we went back to the field continuing until full dark.
Glorious Harvest! No one could ask for more.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,