Critters
Skitter
As the
Harvest
Begins
Shoulder-hoppers and name-droppers
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I would skitter too – love that word
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I’d scatter too I am thinking… do they sing?
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I think they are too busy skittering away! Rabbits, deer, groundhogs, insects, birds, field mice……
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Oh I missed the You Tube link the first time!!!! Love this…..I waa waa waa waa wonder why I didn’t see that!!!!..
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I love that picture! And God bless the critters! I will send this to my dad in Arkansas. He helped his father farm in his later youth years after they moved from Oklahoma to Missouri. Dad still keeps up with the Hardin County farm situation during the planting and harvest months.
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I am working on a harvest post with more pictures… stay tuned.
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