Anticipation hangs in the morning air.
Hey, do you fellas hear something?
Yeah, I hear it! Run for your lives!
The harvest has begun.
Chopping, shredding, stripping, flinging.
Leaving only stubble.
And spewing forth the gold.
Now he who supplies seed to the sower and bread for food will also supply and increase your store of seed and will enlarge the harvest of your righteousness.
2 Corinthians 9:10 (NIV)
it appears to have been ravished … for us
“Ravished” pretty well sums it up. 😉
I feel so exposed now.
I loved all the pictures! And what kind of birds are those? Too cool.
Thanks. It sure stirred up the dust. And deer. I wish I’d been able to snap the one that ran past the fence as the picker “attacked.”
Birds: The first one’s a downy woodpecker. The others are just plain old blackbirds, I think.