The earth is ripe and being harvested, and all of west Tennessee is under the harvester’s scythe. The earth producing bounty is a perfect proclamation of The Loving God. The richness of harvest, corn, soy, cotton, and more rises in row upon row of exuberant abundance. I will miss this about West Tennessee. Every fall I have my lover drive me into the fields to experience Gloria in Excelsis Deo. He never disappoints.
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