It's a bird.
It's a plane.
It's a crop duster! 
A chopper crop duster to be exact. Hayden and I heard this loud noise near our house. We thought it was the "feds" looking for a fugative hiding in rural Harriston. We were soon relieved to know it was just a crop duster. We watched in awe the amazing show of skill as the duster dipped and twirled, dived and soared over the various corn fields. It looked like a giant dragonfly hunting insects.
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