Winter has come to the field and this time I fear, it may be for the winter.
There are still friends here who have hundreds of thousands of dollars of crops still out there beneath the snow and ice. That's hard to watch.
And the value of many crops have been driven lower and lower so that even with the crops that were harvested, they are getting less and less return on their product.
It's a year I am glad I'm not a farmer.
But tonight it looks quite beautiful out there.
Welcome winter. I hope you are nasty enough to kill off many many mice, but gentle enough for those of us who need to be out in you not to suffer much.