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The rows of corn here are being cut down, chopped up, and thrown into dump truck beds, all in one incredibly smooth and efficient operation. The truck in the foreground is one of four working the field this day: one taking on the load, another waiting and two in transit.
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These two vehicles moving in tandem across the field make quick work of standing rows of corn. The chopped corn will typically be placed in a silo, where it will ferment and eventually be fed to livestock.
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While queueing up for another load of chopped corn/silage (see above), Chet told me that he was newly retired from driving big rigs, but was working odd jobs like this one because “… I got my eye on a 1981 Cadillac from Florida, 91,000 thousand miles, white, great shape, no rust…”.
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As autumn peaks in VT, so too does the sense of mystery across the landscape. The light is receding, and a quietness emerges, even as the colors seek their greatest brilliance. We begin moving back into ourselves, readying for the winter ahead, as does the land.
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“Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.” Christina Rossetti
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Lexy is one of three Haflingers that share the pastures with a number of other horses and a burro. It’s always nice to come around the corner and see where they’re all at and what they’re up to. Most of the time they’re grazing, sometimes at the fence waiting for the evening rations, occasionally just galloping around the fields, and, every once in awhile, someone will be on the ground kicking the air. In this shot, she seems to be in a peaceful state of relaxation (do horses meditate?); I think short of sleeping as we were just interacting a minute before.
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It’ll probably be awhile before I make it out to the Plains states, if I ever do, but this gets me in the spirit. The man here was planting the field by hand, seeds in a bag at his waist.
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This image of West Rutland was taken from Boardman Hill sometime in the 1920’s, photographer unknown. We lived on Pleasant Street, about a half mile down from the church whose steeple is barely visible on the top right side of the photo. The view is to the northwest.
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What started as a one acre planting of sunflowers in 2003 is now up to 14 acres and 300,000 plants in 2011. You can take home a sunflower bouquet for a $5 donation to the Make-A-Wish Foundation of Connecticut, which receives 100% of the proceeds. There’s an old world feel to be had wandering around the fields.
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Larry Auger and an unidentified farmhand making quick work of windrows of hay. The baler, the green machine in the middle, takes up the hay and spits out the compressed bales into the trailing hay wagon. The field was mainly grass with some alfalfa. They were working with some urgency as a thunderstorm with heavy rain was forecast for later that nite ( and did arrive at 3AM).
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