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Yesterday, off to the big town for combine parts. While we were in town. My iPhone was working shaky, so I advanced to a flip phone, long story.
The light must have poor on this one.

We ran a yield check on four numbers.

Close to sunset.

I must have buggered something up. More combine fixing after morning chores.

All a good reminders of how wonderful the world is and how lucky we are.

"Advanced to a flip phone"...is about right. I wouldn't have a 'smart' phone if it were given to me. My old flip phone has dozens of features that I dont use....just too old school. I want a phone...to make phone calls!

And Ingwe nails it.

Wabigoon,


Thank you for your photos.

I love to see combines and tractors in the fields, working away, sunrise, high noon, sunset, nothing more calming to me than those sights and sounds.

It is actually pretty funny considering I grew up in downtown Toronto (aka Noise/smog-ville). I never even dreamed that I would want to spend time in a farming community, let alone live in one.

But by chance I visited family who lived in a farming community, met a farmer that made me lose my mind, married him, we had children, and each and every day that passed I fell in love with the people, the lifestyle, the smells, the sounds, the sights, the feeling of family not only towards my own, but others also. The community became a part of me, and me a part of it.

On another note, I must admit there is nothing sexier than seeing a farmer driving a tractor or combine towards the sunrise or the sunset, or him walking down a lane all dusty and sweaty, or the feel and smell of him as he hugs you after a long day of work. Absolutely nothing like it.

Farmers on a whole seem to me to expect more of themselves than the average man. They live their lives dependent on one GREAT factor, the Blessing of God on them, and on the earth God has given them to make their living to feed and raise their families, and feed and provide for millions and millions of people dependent on them, and their labor, and love of what they do. It takes a certain kind of man, to love and cherish the earth, and use it to fill a worldwide need, without destroying it in the process.

They are a one of a kind breed, and I am so very grateful for each and every one of them.

I have been divorced for many years now, I don't miss the arguing, but I do miss my farmer.

May the Good Lord Bless you all, from sunrise to sunset of every day of your lives, and beyond.

Lynn

Smart phone:
Make a call, photos, text, web access for info, or fun, gps, directions, download Topo maps for hunting, sync with your hunting Bud, and know their location for any number of reasons, store notes, event reminder, etc, etc

Flip:
Make a call.

Just realized the only old farts I know, still clinging to their flips are here.

Thats funny!!!!

Damn.

Is it too late to become a farmer?

Mind blow, uuugaaaa, uuugaaaa...

Call, directions, text, note, etc, etc





Or....





And a two lead EKG that can be sent to the Docs office, if one thinks things are going south....





Or, hold on....

Uhhhhhhhh, yeahhhhhhhh, I think so, possibly, maybe, not sure, let me look into that for you....