It was a quiet week . . .

in Lake Wobegon, my hometown.
Well, not actually my hometown or was it necessarily a quiet week. Actually we had a lot of lakes this week around here. After a 3 inch rain on frozen ground and lots of melting snow, we had ponds everywhere for a few days. There was water over roads in some spots and some flooded basements. The rain helped take the frost out of the ground and now it's back to mud driveways and lots. By now everyone knows how much I love mud (not!).

The deluge must have driven the mice from their homes, because one showed up in our attic. He must have been slowed by the poison we have out for them, because he didn't run away when the old farmer's wife came face to face with him. She certainly reacted (she went ballistic) at the meeting, but he was still there when her knight in shining armor arrived to dispose of the offending creature.

I drove to C-U on Tues. for a crop insurance/marketing seminar. The prices for corn, soybeans, and wheat are all at or near all time highs. Will they stay up? When do we sell? Ah, the gambles and risks of the farmer.

We got new sidewall curtains on our hog houses this week, thanks to the crew from Consolidated Building Center. The old ones were so weather worn that they weren't keeping much weather out anymore. With the price of feed so high (grain), and the price of hogs so low right now, it will be hard to cash flow. But they were necessary so we bite the bullet.

Sounds like winter might come back this week. Hopefully that will bring back hard ground.

I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me. Psalm 69:2