Saturday Evening

The trough supper and grain bin singing for the young group seemed to be a success, based on the amount of food consumed and the favorable comments. The food was dumped on the tables into foil "troughs" and then everyone sat around the table and ate out of the troughs with their fingers. Some of the girls were a little tentative at first, but the guys dug right in. The food consisted of chuck roast chunks, sausage chunks, rolls, small potatoes, baby carrots, sweet corn, mushrooms, grapes, and watermelon.
After supper, the group strolled over to the new grain bin for a singing. The evening was beautiful and the hymns emanating from the bin added a special ambiance to the moonlit night. I did have to shut down the grain driers for a few hours to give them some quiet for the singing. The old farmer's wife and daughter did a great job hosting.
Tomorrow we will get our shop back.

And she hasted, and emptied her pitcher into the trough, and ran again unto the well to draw water, and drew for all his camels.

Genesis 24:20