Well I'm back at the creepy camp with my husband but this time he brought a friend to help him.
Apparently my yelling out the temperature every ten minutes is not considered "good" help.
So I get put in the back seat of the truck.
That's o.k........I am smart.....I brought my arsenal of books, water, camera and ipad.
So they get out to spray, or grow wheat, or burn or whatever it is that they do....and I just settle back and relax.
Well hello there little grasshopper...(I always think of The Karate Kid when I say grasshopper)
"Patience young grasshopper"
Do you mind if I take some photos of you?
Aren't you a cute grasshopper......(baby talk)...yes you are.....
I mean, how often can I get some really up close photos of a grasshopper?
Ummm......you seem to be staring at me grasshopper......
Get off!!!!!!! Get off!!!!!!
You bit me!!
Can grasshoppers bite?
Oh....you think it's funny do you????
Well let's just ride out together into the sunset....like friends...yeah....friends....
I'd like to introduce you to my chickens when we get home...
Yes....they love to play games....;)
(no grasshoppers were harmed in this story....although I was tempted)