Not wanting to speak too soon, I want to shout from my farm house roof top, "Summer's here!" "And it's about time," shouts back one very excited Farmer from his combine. Having been sat in the shed since last September, the monstrous John Deere has finally been set free. Engine roars into action, wheels turn, header bar lowers and barley is cut. Harvest is so romantic. Farmer and machine sail upon an ocean bed; golden sun sets on distant horizon; they gaze into eachother's eyes as moonlight appears, guiding them to familiar shores. Please continue Here