I've finally had a chance to do some shooting, so I have new photos! And I'm posting them!
You know the secret -- click on the photos to see the whole thing. What you see isn't what you get, necessarily.
These are from my weekend trip to see my aunt and uncle north of Kansas City, Mo. They are all at the family farm.
This was my grandparents' house. It is right across the road from my aunt and uncle. I realized tonight I didn't take a photo of their house. It's one my uncle built by hand. A mid-century modern 1950s house with a flat slanted roof.
The farm has been sold to different farmers in the area since my aunt and uncle retired from farming. They owned the land (a LOT of land) with another uncle and his wife. The sale was so they could equitably split the estate. No one feels like things were done correctly, so they probably were.
It was harvest time for the wheat while I was there. Combining:
Sunday morning the farmer was raking the straw into windrows. Later he came through with the baler which gathered up the straw and bundled it into the great big round bales and then pooped them out of the back of the machine.
The old dinner bell is a multi-generational relic. It really was used for decades to call the farm hands to dinner.
My aunt's garden. It's small this year. Tomatoes, green beans, corn, onions and radishes.
Please Farmer McGregor! Please don't throw me in that briar patch!
Thanks for visiting with me. I didn't take my camera to the fireworks at the next tiny town over, but they were the BEST fireworks ever.