It's May and the wheat is being harvested and threshed in the fields by the tiny portable threshing machines, nothing at all like the huge combine harvesters of North America. If you have the misfortune to work on the harvest, or even to have to walk or ride through the cloud of dust downwind from the machine, it isn't wonderful. Your skin, hair, eyes, teeth, clothing...everything is full of dust and finely chopped wheat stalk. From a distance at the right angle, however, it is magical.
Friday, May 1, 2009
That Time Of Year Again
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It made a nice looking photograph. The same kind of dust is still around grain gathering and threshing. I remember it from the hay too when we lifted the bales onto wagons. And before baling machines when we tossed the hay from the field onto the wagon using our "pitch" forks. It was always a custom to have someone pout a bucket of water on your head (bent over) to wash most of the dust away at the end of the working day.
Nice photograph.
very beautiful, I love the light
Your photo is beautiful! I love farms, regardless of their location, or their specialty.
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