In my previous post, scenes from j & t’s excellent adventure parts 3 & 4 (cont.), I left you with the arrival at “home, home”. This gets a little confusing with referring back to posts but if you need to be reminded where we are from this point with the pictures I posted, you can refer back to scenes from j & t’s excellent adventure parts 3 & 4.
After we got home, we TRIED to turn on the water, went through mail and whatnot. The next morning, we packed for a week and headed to Grand Island for Husker Harvest Days. We ran into all kinds of people we knew – including the Miseners.
The day ended by spending the evening and night with Jenna. We were able to get caught up on things – sort of. The next day, we made our way to Lusk, WY to visit the Graham’s for the evening.
So there’s a story behind this sign and the traditional summer picture. My grandma used to take our pictures by this very same sign when we were kids. I continued the tradition with the girls. However, because the girls didn’t even make it to Montana, I had to be the one in the picture again. The years of pictures with this sign may have to be a post of its own!
The next day, Saturday, was spent tying up loose ends, paying bills and loading the Yellow Beast for the last time. One of the things I had to run into Ryan’s grocery store took me by the graduation posters which are hanging on the walls. Jenna’s class of 2006 must have fallen down but Jamie’s was still there. I’ve mentioned in previous posts about the girls attending school in Jordan and how fortunate they were in having two sets of classmates. Here’s proof how the school viewed them and their presence. Jamie’s senior picture is in the upper right corner.
Look who followed us to the hill – Tom Thumb. His last name really isn’t Thumb. Jenna called him that after he hit his thumb really hard with a fence post driver and really banged it up good. He’s been Tom Thumb ever since.
Back to the Broadus Port-of-Entry.
As I mentioned, we made it home the next day. We drove into the farmer’s yard just as the sun was setting. Taking our bags out of the Pete and leaving the loaded combine in the yard verified that the summer journey was over. The twinges of sadness that wanted to fill my heart had to be pushed back into some unknown hole in my soul. Weird, I know! Only another harvester can understand what I’m talking about. The question I am asked so often is, “What is it that you like about harvest so much?” I don’t know how to answer that. If you’ve been following my blog since I started writing, maybe you’ve had a glimpse of what the answer to that question could/should be. I just don’t know if there are words to correctly explain what it is that I like about this job so much. It’s an addiction which there is no cure!
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- scenes from j & t’s excellent adventure-parts 3 & 4 (nebraskawheatie.com)