The Flumlet's Tractor Revisited

After a short singing engagement in Portobello we revisited the Museum of Flight at East Fortune, so Mr Flum could catch up on exhibits in the hangars, which we missed last time,. 

 I was quite attentive until the party of school children arrived with their scavanger-hunt for facts, which, along with loud video commentaries already playing, somewhat destroyed the studious atmosphere. I wandered up to the field for a more interesting occupation, this is where the Flumlet watched a tractor that time; today the farmer was harvesting cabbages, seemingly with no assistance. After that, in a field in the opposite direction, I watched a hare snuggled down between rows of young corn.

Planes? What planes?