Sometimes it's hard to ignore how blessed we are. Farmers around here are taking corn and beans out. This land is so productive, so fertile and rich it's almost Rubenesque. The harvest pours into trucks, elevators, and barges, golden and wholesome. Fields are emptied and left to rest. Before long, farmers will shed their tractors and combines, and try to find time to rest as well. In the meantime, they are bringing the harvest home. Thanks be to God.