Summer in Hoisington Kansas
The roughneck works seven days a week, fifty one weeks a year. The farmer never stops. There are alluring summer destinations to relax, and there are the forgotten, hot, dusty places where the work is never done.

Now, on the seasonal antipode, he is in full swing planting new crops. The long winter meant a depleted woodpile for Alvah; it now needs replenishment (and a good sharp axe). 

Meals around the fire were a regular fixture of Christina’s childhood, so no trip back to Eaton Rapids is ever complete without a campfire. Seemingly endless stalks of fresh asparagus picked from the garden and Alvah’s mouth-watering tri-tip steak grilled over the open flame make us wonder if there is a better spring homecoming.
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