Demeter claws into the earth with her tined toes. We lay and bury trails of kernels and seeds behind us. When we finish, we will connect ourselves to the pipes and we will dance until the crops are moist.
Sometimes, just before harvest, the deer wander into the fields until Artemis and her hounds come for them.
Later, we will tear into the fields, take the grain to be dried. We will leave windrows to dry as well, but only until they are just barely still green. Then we will bale them and stack them where the horses often gather.