Farmer John, whose name may or may not be John, brought in the corn this weekend, mostly while I was not around. The field next to my house was the first to go:
The field behind the school was next. That bin is full of corn, and I don't know where the harvester was at that point -- down the field, pulling in corn, I imagine:
Of course, the field across from my house also is now in. All of this while I was not looking. Something so easy to spot as harvesting corn, you'd think I would catch it. Nope.
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