Last Summer, while driving the backroads, I ran across a field full of harvested tobacco. I was fascinated by the way someone, I can't imagine a machine doing this, stacked the tobacco in the field like tepees. Across the road was another barn with tobacco hanging from the ceiling, curing and drying. Wow! What a smell! So, today I have uploaded "Tobacco Road" and another from my road trip featuring the front-porch-picker from Mast General.
It's getting chilly on the Mountain...stay warm...