Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Sounds of a Autumn

The drones of diesels surround our farm.

To the south, east and west, combines crawl up and down the fields, cutting and sorting soybeans, only taking a break to dump the harvest into awaiting bins and trucks.

From the north comes the rhythmic sound of the hay baler as it collects dried grass and alfalfa from the field.

As dusk approaches and dew falls, the hay-making stops, but the harvest continues into the night.

Soon, the combines, tractors and trucks are joined by the howls of coyotes and barks of neighboring dogs.

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