By 10:13 a.m. the air was dry, the ground was dry, and the bean pods dry. So we began again.
Gradually the day wore on. A cool morning warming into a very hot afternoon. Still, we worked on, stopping only for a very fast lunch. Then back to the field we went.
The day flew by, the loads in the hopper emptied, the truck went here and there and back again.
Then there it was…the last long trip, up the very steep incline
Final destination—-The Beanery!
Since there was only one truck in front of us, Terry stayed to unload and bring the truck back home. Boomer and I came back, we didn’t need to stay and take Terry home—nor did we need to come back later and pick up the truck
We were done! That word brings much contentment—as well as the action Itself does!
The 2018 pinto bean harvest is finished. The feeling cannot be bought at any price in any market in the world!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,