Can you feel it? Smell it? I’m even beginning to see it. That unquantifiable element that is fall. Everyone is pinning pumpkin recipes and buying apple butter at farm stands. I’m putting off my fall cleaning until, well, maybe spring… I love living where the seasons change and in one of those inexplicable phenomenons, the upcoming season is usually my favorite. But who doesn’t love fall?!
Unlike me, the farmers in my family love fall best all year long. Because fall means harvest.
Brett especially looks forward to harvest all year. It means long days in the combine –and snacks from Daddy’s magical lunchbox! He’s so excited about it, in fact, that he begged to help wash the combine like our hired hand, Cory, was doing. Daddy said he was actually a big help and really did a good job getting the dirt and grime off of the equipment.
Today Daddy will run the combine on the field next to the shed to get the engine hot enough to change oil and hydraulic oil and maybe calibrate the combine to correctly calculate yield. He’ll set up the monitors, resupply the tool boxes, check the air conditioner, and any other of a thousand odd jobs that are involved in preparing for harvest.
Then tomorrow we begin!