Night Farming
I know you love the DIY, so do I, but today I’m sharing another love of mine… Farming.
Spring time marks the beginning of the very busy farming season. As soon as it starts to warm up, the snow melts, and the nights provide a solid freeze, we start up the tractors and begin plowing under the previous years harvested crop.
Truly, that marks spring for us.
It means there are a lot of late (& cold) dinners and even later nights in our future. It means a 1:oo or 2:00 a.m. bed time is allowed and even expected.
Night farming is officially in full swing- there is so much ground to prep for this years crop.
And since farming is such a huge role in my life and family, I’m sharing a few pictures that I snapped of my dad, brother and hubby on the tractors.
A double team of tractors get a lot done really fast, so I rushed out to get a few pictures to capture it all.
The sunset makes my heart mushy… and I love seeing their silhouettes against the sun.
Absolutely love this life!
Bring on the lights!
These pictures make my heart skip! This is such a meaningful part of our life and I wouldn’t change one thing about it!
From the house to the fields….
It’s beautiful; the sun & the earth! The pictures are beautiful too Shayna! thank you for sharing this! 🙂
Thank you Ingrid! I love this place! 🙂
-Shayna
The pictures are lovely and totally capture the feelings you wanted to portray!
THANK YOU Consie! 🙂
-Shayna
How exciting (and exhausting)! I didn’t realize that farming began this early in the spring.
Thanks April! We are in full swing farming mode- which is exciting and exhausting! You’re so right! 🙂
-Shayna
These photos all really made me smile… my dad is also a farmer so this has been a huge part of my life too. You captured some really beautiful scenes – thank you for sharing!
THANK YOU Lauren! I’m so glad you enjoyed them… It’s such a huge part of my life- I couldn’t not share! 🙂
Big Smiles!
-Shayna
Your pictures just brought such emotions to my heart!!!! I too was a Farmer’s Daughter…..I remember my Dad and my Brothers farming at night…..My Mother and I would go out into the darkness of the fields to go leave them something to eat……we would see the tractors lights in the horizon…….and wait for them to reach us…..I am 59 years old now and both my Parents are deceased……buy the memories remain…Every time I see a tractor, the tears well up in my eyes and I see my Dad…..such a hard worker…..such hard work, but never complained….God bless you at your farm and cherish those memories ok……..much love, Connie
Awe- CONNIE! LOVE this! I cherish every single memory and have actually started making a yearly photo book to capture all these memories. I don’t want to forget a second of it… And I can relate… my mom and I still deliver food and wait for them to reach us! Only now, I have a husband out there too! 🙂
You melted my heart!
BIG Hugs to you!
-Shayna