Its Harvest time everywhere....as a farmers daughter I loved the days of the harvests, the smell of the hay as it was turned, collecting the bales in the evening sun, eating in the open air in the fields, taking my father his food on the tractor....it was always quite a slow and measured activity with one eye on the sky to check for impending rain clouds.....
Now living in the country it seems to be great big steel beasts that rattle through the night, rattling tractors through the village and great machines that devour fields in a matter of hours...
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