Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
I'm not sleepy
and there ain't no place I'm goin' to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning,
I'll come followin' you
Take me for a trip upon
your magic swirling ship
All my senses have been stripped
And my hands can't feel to grip
And my toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'
I'm ready to go anywhere,
I'm ready for to fade
Unto my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it
Not for about another 5-6 months.
Unless you’re talking about this one:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=If6OYimXFTc
One of the items on my bucket list is to commandeer a combine.
The winter wheat here is looking good due to all the snow we had. Still need rain though. Wheat is cut around early July. A golden ripe wheat field surrounded by a dark green hedge row can be quite beautiful.
I used to load hay bales onto Dad’s truck.
Much younger then 🙂
Looks like my in law’s farm.
I have a red one, mostly harvest annual ryegrass and tall fescue seed. Mine is a 1980 International Harvestor 1480. This winter I bought a direct cut header on an auction and my sons went on a 350 mile road trip to Waterville, Washington to retrieve it.