Harvest Interruptus

We were unable to move the log last Sunday due to the guy being in the field. This Sunday we loaded up our granddaughters and headed to rural Lone Tree. The fields are beautiful in hues of gold and brown. The maple and ash trees are starting to change color and the poison ivy can't hide with it's purple shining through the undergrowth. You can tell Woody was driving and the quilter, in the passenger seat was able to suck up the scenery. It was definitely easier to unload the log than it was to load it. Woody took off to use the outdoor bathroom and before he could zip up, the trailer was empty. Pretty cool.