NOT MUCH TO WRITE ABOUT

With not much to write about today, I didn't get around to writing about much.

 A HARVESTED WHEAT FIELD AWAITS THE BALING MACHINE

 I THINK THIS MIGHT BE SOME KIND OF  A HAYRAKE MACHINE

TURKEY VULTURES

ROADSIDE WILDFLOWERS

GROANER'S CORNER:(( It was my wedding day, and no one was happier than my 78-year-old mother.  But as she approached the church doors, an usher asked, “Which side are you on?”  “Oh, no,” she said. “Are they fighting already?”

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