You Dig?

You dig peanuts, that is. My cousin Heath and I had some bonding time on the tractor on Saturday. I rode with him for a couple of hours while he dug peanuts. I'm glad I had my camera in my trunk so that I could take a few pictures of our afternoon of bonding. Mainly, I think I probably just harassed him trying to take so many pictures. Ha ha!! Luckily the tractor has GPS that steers, so Heath didn't have to concentrate so hard on driving and he was completely at my picture-taking mercy!

Let the picture taking fun begin!!

Come on Heath! Look at the camera!

That's better. After that I tried a few more "artistic" shots. (if that's what you want to call it)

Doesn't quite work with camera girl in the mirror. Try again.

That shot took some maneuvering to get me out of the mirror. That's all I will say!

And if you've never seen peanuts dug, here is a close up.

We even got to watch a bald eagle fly around the field, which was pretty cool. Although you can barely see it in the picture.

It was just a gorgeous afternoon, perfect for digging peanuts.

When I hopped out of the tractor to take this shot, the overwhelming smell of freshly dug peanuts just hit me. It's funny how smells can just remind you of memories and that is a smell I associate with growing up. Just something about it. Of course Heath and I then had to discuss other smells we love, one of mine being the smell of diesel fuel and the smell of cotton after it has been picked. Weird as that sounds, its a comforting smell. And because of those associations, I think that is why to this day I hate cilantro. If you have ever played in a wagon of cotton before, you have been up close and personal with a few green stink bugs. And let me tell you what, cilantro tastes to me how a stink bug smells. Anyways, I digress.... All in all we had a fun time and I look forward to going back and taking a few pictures of this:

So Heath better get ready for some more harrassment during cotton picking! But he will have some good pictures for his photo albums. So that is our adventure in digging peanuts. I regret I didn't stop in the other field and take pictures of them combining the peanuts. But that was a dust-fest when I went by the field where that was happening. Yeah...no thanks. My car was fifthy enough from sitting in the digging field.

Guess I'm lucky it has been raining for 24 hours straight and knocked some of the dust off the car!

I will quote Joe Dirt to leave you with: Life's a garden, Dig it!!