Romantic Ride

Last night Ryan asked me if I wanted to take a ride around the block.

I said sure.

And yes, it's a block I've been around before.

Once or twice.

He wanted to check on his crops.

Beans.

I didn't realize it was a "romantic" ride until the gator overheated and he mumbled something about  a romantic ride... overheating... his girl.. It was loud and I'm losing my hearing.

We even stopped to check out one of the neighbor's fields. It's corn.

Corn.

Knee high by the... 3rd of June!