It seems now every fall we have taken a beautiful Sunday afternoon stroll out into Behnke's field across the road to enjoy what has become sort of a tradition...trying to remember what soybeans taste like.
Of course, it doesn't take James long to recreate his version of "Where the Wild Things Are" and anything along that line his partner in crime tends to follow.
Especially if there is an opportunity to make a really goofy face
:)
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