Last night we were on our way to the other farm to take care of chickens and grab eggs.  We usually make this a family outing if at all possible because first of all, the chickens need to be taken care of, and secondly the farmer enjoys looking at the corn as if it was his own flesh and blood.  Although, I do know how he feels because I walk out to my garden every chance I get to just look at it and note its progress.

Anyways, last nights taking care of chickens turned into hot air balloon chasers.  There is a balloon company in a popular tourist town about 20 miles south of us that gives hot air balloon rides.  It is a rare occurrence that the balloons will get as far north as us, but it does happen.  Well last night was one of those nights.  There was a prevailing south wind and there were 2 balloons in the air that kept coming closer and closer.

When we first saw them, they were still quite a ways south, but seemed to be coming closer.  I told the farmer to get closer so we started our balloon chasing adventure.  We zigged and zagged down the country roads trying to get the best views we could get.  We were having a good time and those balloons kept heading north so we kept chasing.

When is was all said and done the balloons ended up on our neighbors hay-field just across the road and about 3 football field lengths from our field.  The deal is, if the balloons land in your field and you are there to witness you get free tickets to go up on a balloon ride.  It was pretty close we were so hoping but when they started to descend we knew we were out of luck.  It was still a fun Sunday night activity to chase a hot air balloon.

The Farm Wife

p.s. All these pics were taken with the farmers Iphone because I always break blogging rule #1. Never leave home without your camera.