A picture, and the story behind it

A couple of weeks ago, our oldest grandson contacted my daughter:  He told her he intended to propose to Heather, his girl friend of five years, and wanted pictures of the event.  It was to be a surprise.  How could they pull this off?  

My daughter works at a lab that processes pictures for professional photographers.  One of her co-workers does a great job of taking pictures.  So Rachel told the grandson that she would contact Heather and tell her that her co-worker was doing a project that involved taking pictures of couples out-of-doors. 

"But when I tell Heather about this," my daughter told him, "you have to absolutely refuse to have your picture taken until the last minute.  That way she won't suspect."   

Arick and Heather were here last night, and Heather asked if Cliff and I were also helping with the couples project, since it was to be held on our place.  I was at a loss for words (because I knew what was really going to happen), but I said, "I'll message Rachel on Facebook and ask her if we are supposed to do it."  

Rachel and I decided that Cliff and I would play along.

So this morning, everybody was here.  As you can see, Cliff and I weren't dressed up:  He's wearing his John Deere shirt, I'm wearing my Old Settler's Reunion shirt.  

We all headed back to the pasture, and Rachel said, "OK, who's going to be first?"  

Somebody said it should be Cliff and me.  So the big smiles on our faces tells you that it was all a farce, a trick to fool Heather so she would be surprised.  We knew what was coming, and we didn't really care what we looked like.  I think it's one of my favorite pictures of the two of us.  

Cliff and I think she might have had an inkling of what was going on, but maybe not.  Either way, it was a fun day.