This week Ramont and my dad tilled and planted our (Ramont's and my) very first field, just southwest of Delft.
It was a beautiful day, and we brought out supper in the late afternoon.
Life is a charm.
Jonathan surveys the fields (with satisfaction), having helped Opa and Daddy fill the planter with seeds. For some reason that job really appeals to him. It's almost as if something tickles him when the seeds pour into the planter box.
Here Anna keeps Oma company while we get lunch ready at our house one day.
Or rather, Oma keeps Anna entertained.
And finally, how can three farmers tell if it's raining?
Hmm...
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