Slim pickin's

I got to get some ear's of corn today

The bergschrund in the field

                           I have to dig back out from the drains
                           Gramp's has to be busy
                           Or wizzy dizzy he will get. I have to reap the good                        
crop.
Before the old fool forget's

A bright sun heated this ground and we richly sowed in fertile soil.

Spring was full of possibilities, which we now enjoy in summer produce, so luscious.

Ah, as tasty as sweet melon and as fresh as scent of cucumber love is.

And we have seen that the bounty we receive is equal to the worth of our toil.