Pre-Harvest Festivities

Since the actual harvest only took 5 minutes to complete, and it took until 2pm to actually get all organized and such, there was a bunch of different activities that you could participate in or watch, before the world record attempt took place.  Kind of like a Harvest for Kids carnival.  There were a couple of camps that had brought bouncy castles, or arranged for horseback rides, and there were a couple of climbing walls and a small drama production being put on.  There was also an old time threshing demonstration, where they had cut down a small portion of the field and made it into stooks, so that they could be forked into the wagon, and then into the thresher.  Combining used to be much harder work and way more time consuming, which is probably why people didn’t have thousands of acres, unless they farmed in a group with quite a bit of extended family.  There was also a ‘sheriff’ riding around the site on his sleepy horse.  (And and extremely, extremely long line for the hamburger place.  Good thing I waited to eat until after 3pm.  I probably would have stood in line that long anyway.)

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About Kathy

I'm a twenty-something who loves animals, farming, photography and cooking/baking. Luckily enough, photography works really well with the other three subjects, so I carry my camera around practically everywhere. Other than that, my life is pretty uneventful.
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2 Responses to Pre-Harvest Festivities

  1. Seasonsgirl says:

    The horse photo is great 🙂

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