The sun was shining over my back as I turned on to the ramp of Hwy 2 and there it was, the sight AND the emotion that always has brought me back to Nebraska.
A combine was unloading the corn into a truck and I was looking from the top view down. The golden color, the fast flow of corn from one vehicle to the other…and then the reality of Nebraska in the Fall.
Just think how some folks are seeing this for the last time. I want every farmer that is at the end of their life to get out and see, experience and live this harvest one more time.
Harvest is the at the core of their being and when it touches the mind like it did for me? That is LIVING! Thanks farmer’s for all your work!