Jeff was about a mile down the road from us this afternoon, so we went for a walk. We went by and then through our wheat field, such a pretty color of green. It always amazes me the transformation from the grassy green looking field in the spring to golden ripe stocks of wheat by mid summer.
You can see the wheat berries peaking out of the stock.
I'll take more pictures as this field changes. I may be the only one who finds the changing fields fascinating, but I have to do something to pass the time -- the hard working farmer isn't around much these days.
The girls enjoy our outings in the sunshine as much as I do. Man, those rainy days are hard on a mama and her Little Ones! Emma rides her bike, although she would really prefer to take the Gator. And Mandy is relegated to the stroller. She yelps and screams and cries and groans, wishing she was able to ride a bike too, or even walk, or run. It is a rough life for the little sister. I think even the position in the above picture would be preferable. Don't ask me why, but both girls love to cram themselves into the bottom shelf of the stroller. There is a big sticker that says, "Not a seat." They can't read.