How Great The Yield From A Fertile Field

Random musings from an old farmer about life, agriculture, and faith

Friday, April 24, 2015

Slow Start

Gus woke us up at about 4 A.M. with his barking.  We didn't know what he was barking at until we were out and about in the morning and a big shaggy (Newfoundland?) dog was wandering around the barnyard.  The old farmers' wife called a couple of neighbors to see if anyone knew who it belonged to, but no one knew.  She even filed a lost dog report with Animal Control.  Daughter #2 showed up mid morning and took a picture and posted it to Facebook.  Within 15 minutes the owner pulled in the yard and claimed his dog!  A friend had seen the post and texted him and asked if his dog was missing.  He had been driving around all morning looking for it.
That was a quick recovery.

We started planting corn on the 16th, but quit after a day and a half because of the forecast-ed cold and rainy weather.  We planted a little more today, but we are still holding back because of the continued cold weather and forecast-ed rain tomorrow.  Its been a slow start to the season.  Some of our neighbors have planted a lot, and some have chosen not to even start yet.  We are somewhere in the middle, hoping we didn't make a mistake.

Son #2's Jeep has been in the shop for over a week now.  He's been driving our van to work and on young group trips on the weekends.  We are stuck driving the old '97 Blazer.  Our mechanic told us that the Blazer is unsafe to drive without about $1400 worth of much needed repairs.  We've decided not to spend any money on it anymore, so we are trying to get by until we can find something else to buy for a second vehicle.

And at evening let them return; and let them make a noise like a dog, and go round about the city.
Psalm 59:14

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