Aaron, one of Nathan's nephews, generously agreed to help us with our chili crop this week. It's a thankless job really: thinning the rows and hoeing weeds in 107 degree weather. He's diligent, polite, uncomplaining and even remembers to wear sunscreen.
There's just no question in my mind: Aaron is a champ.
Er, I mean chili field. (Did I mention we have a weed problem?)
Nathan's been spending some real quality time with the cultivator. Anytime he spends quality time on the farm . . . he gets dirty.
I mean filthy dirty. The entertaining part is how many times he gets checked out by Mennonite women when he's that dirty. I'm so not even joking. It happens frequently and I giggle violently each time.