The morning air felt chilly despite the beautiful sunny day. The wheatfields softly shifting through the wind as the farm houses softly swayed a bit with the surrounding trees. Coming from the fields a goat women hummed happily wielding a small Garden scythe . Having a full harvester's pack on as she walked into the main storage room connected to the barn, as she takes the full backpack setting it down on the table along with her tool as she skillfully bundles the wheat. As shuttered from the chill. She could almost forget that it was the ending days of summer with this chill.

Still she worked. Stacking many bundles across the table with efficiency as she stood back. dusting her hands off. "This should fare well in the market next time I head into town." She mused with a gentle smile as she grabbed the harvester's pack on the table with the scythe once she was done.

She walked out of the barn, overlooking her decent sized property as many of the farmhands worked on the fields, while others were repairing her house sweetly. She would have to bake something for them later as a thank you.

She however still had a bit of a job to do as she walked back into the other side of the wheatfields skillfully starting to harvest the next round for bundling. She had a quota to meet, for herself and for requests from the army during their eastern campaign. With a skilled slice of the scythe she began to refill the harvester bag humming a soft working tune once more.