A guy cutting we didn’t know what and stacking it in his bullock cart.
The tobacco harvest is long over we learned. Since so much acreage is planted in tobacco harvest must be a wild time.
OH, YAY, I haven’t mentioned yet how HAPPY I am to have succeeded in my goal. What was that goal? To not torture my travel companions complaining about the smoke. And I didn’t complain! not because I was so good but because the smoke was shockingly not bad. I couldn’t believe it. It was in fact unbelievable.