It’s the saddest time of year… it’s the happiest time of year.
All my beautiful, tall, majestic wheat – gone.
Does he never think of photography at a time like this?
There it goes….
My gorgeous fields just got a buzzcut.
On the upside (because I will always prefer to look on the upside), the children can help him harvest wheat.
As much as I love my little boy, I love him more after he’s been working a few hours.
It seems to take a lot of the mischief out of him. That is ALWAYS a bright side!