Pickin' rocks is not a fun job but it is something that has to be done. After mowing the alfalfa, my farmer goes through the fields and picks up rocks that have come to the surface. It's amazing how many rocks come up between each cutting. But if they are not picked up they could dull the knives on the harvester or make worse damage. My job was to drive the truck while my farmer sat on the back and looked for rocks and jumped off to pick them up. Sometimes I got out and picked a few up also. We got finished in about an hour and headed home for supper with the kids. Hannah had made chicken stir fry with rice. It was yummy!
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hey! i don't know you, and i dont even know how i stumbled across here.. but i find your life so interesting :) Probably because its so different from my own.
It's even a lil inspiring to me :) just thought i'd say so... sometimes there are people who regularly stop by but never say anything, i didnt wanna be one of them :)
God bless!
Sarah
Thanks for the comment. Glad you enjoy visiting farm life. Hope it continues to inspire you. God bless you.
The farmer's wife :)
At least you got to do something together I guess!! SS
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