We stopped in the middle of nowhere for a break last Sunday and we saw this farmer showing up briefly on the horizon and disappear again. We had a glass of wine with a little snack and listened to the birds around us. I knew if the tractor would make another round on the field I would have have my chance for a shot. A few minutes later it happened. It didn’t need any details, the silhouette was enough to tell the story about field preparation. The wine tasted great and life was good…