We've been to the field 3 times to begin corn harvest. Only one time did we actually cut anything. It kept raining just enough to keep the combine out. The third trip, however, resulted in some actual cutting - before the combine got plugged up, that is. Needless to say, it's been a slow start. The kids and I headed out to the field just in time to watch the harvest underway. The one part of one field that has been cut had a fairly decent yield - we'll see how the rest does. If we ever get around to finishing!
I have struggled with writing about the shooting in Hesston - in fact, I wasn't going to post anything about it. However, for the sake of memories, I decided I should at least touch on it. It does deserve a place. It just hit so close to home - particularly since Doug was directly involved. Honestly, I sometimes feel guilty for struggling with this tragedy. I wasn't there, I didn't lose anyone close to me, and, although I know a few people who work there, I didn't know any of the victims. And I get to move on with my life with little disruption. I feel like I am on the outside looking in. But I guess that's okay. I didn't have to be directly involved for this to touch me. My heart is sad for the families of those who died, for those who were injured, for those who witnessed it, for my brother-in-law who will probably replay images over and over, for my sister and my niece and nephew who might sometimes wonder "what if?", for th...
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