It was another one of those early A.M. mornings when Trafton was up at the crack of dawn getting ready to haul a load of corn. Or was it beans? I really was not functioning that well, it was too early in the A.M. If you look closely, you can see the dust rising up from the trailer. What a sight, you have a tendency to take advantage of moments like these. I mean this A.M. all was still, expect, the roaring of the grain bins. You can hear the massive power behind the machine. You do not hear city sounds like; the traffic zooming by you, the sounds of horns honking at each other, not even the occasional paper boy yelling at the corner. Nope all we were hearing this A.M. was the rumble of the bins.
Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously
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