Day 10: Hayride

One of the things you would expect to see in Kansas, I would wager, is a tractor. Or likely, quite a few tractors.  The first fall we lived here we were invited out to a friend’s family farm north of the city. It was fall and it was a beautiful drive. We ended up next to a lake full of fish, crashing someone’s family reunion.

After a fabulous dinner, we clambered into the wagon (pulled by a tractor of course) for a hayride!  We went through a small wooded area and acres upon acres of soybean crops.  In the dusky twilight I got to hold my sweetie’s hand and just enjoy the ride.

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. kippi
    Oct 10, 2011 @ 14:41:22

    Hayride + sweetie hand holding = perfect day. 🙂

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