The time to reap has come, for the harvest of the earth is ripe.
It Wheat Harvest Time!! We don’t, however just decide one day that “it’s time to cut!’ We ‘test cut’ to check the moisture level. The elevator cannot dump wet wheat.
We keep records of which field was planted to what variety and on what date. Some varieties mature earlier than others. Of course, we try them first. A walk out in a field for a close look can tell us a lot about the readiness.
Sometimes it’s just a guess though, so we move to another field. This involves dropping Hubby off at the combine. Following him down the road. Wondering for the 100th time why somebody hasn’t taken time to wash the windshield.
We cut a sample with the combine. The combines have moisture testers built into their systems, but it’s a touchy process. We also have a hand tester that we double check with.
Whatever we cut, has to go onto the truck to be hauled to the elevator.
Unfortunately, the wheat was not quite ready, so we will try it all again tomorrow.
How many harvest pictures can one woman take? Oh you have nooooo idea. I just have to put a few more on, please bear with me……………
My oldest daughter helps deliver lunch. Just like the old days.
My Father in Law talks with my Husband.
I don’t tire of it.
Our wheat harvest is winding down. This always seems bittersweet. On one hand, the relief of getting the crop in with my family safe and sound is number one. I do however enjoy the excitement of harvest. The sounds of the trucks and combine. The bustle of activity in an otherwise quiet place. Oh yes, I guess I also enjoy the photo ops.
I love the beauty of a ripened field of wheat.
The size and power of combines…………..
The trucks barreling down the road through the dust …
In a good harvest, the grain cart is never still.
The elevator takes grain from the farmers.
My favorite subject of course, is my family working together on our farm.
“Anyone can love the mountains, but it takes soul to love the prairies”.