"Truck, truck, truck," Ricky repeated with the same cadence as his tennis-shoed feet hit the dirt road.
As he neared the combine and its roaring engine, Ricky was a little less confident about his introduction to wheat harvest. First off, it required getting boosted into that big, loud machine with Randy.
|Photo collage by me from another day|
|Inside the combine cab photos by Jeff Slater|
Harvest is hungry work, so Ricky needed his own sack lunch after his ride.
|Photo by Jeff Slater|
As for us, it's always good to look at harvest through new eyes - especially reflected in the eyes of a 2-year-old visitor (or a 4-year-old visitor, like last year.)
Happy Day to my birthday buddy, Ricky. He turns 2 today. I turn 2 + 54 today. (Happy Birthday also to my other birthday buddies, Keva, Sarah, Rachel and Lawrence. I share this day with lots of good friends! And for the first time in several years, I also share it with harvest. And that's OK. That's how I grew up, too.)
|I would have celebrated my 7th birthday Harvest 1964.|