How Great The Yield From A Fertile Field

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

Tuesday, June 28, 2016

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Some recent Uncle Bill Jokes.

What do you call a cow with no legs?

 Ground beef.

A cow with two legs?

  Lean beef.

A cow with a nervous twitch?

  Beef jerky.

What do you call two pigs after a tug-of-war?

  Pulled pork.

A couple of weeks ago Jon and I drove down to Centralia to visit Phil.  I received the most thorough "pat down" that I have ever had.

Saturday morning was the outside work day at church.  As Head Trustee this year, I had to be there and oversee.  We had a decent turnout and got just about everything done that we planned on.  I hustled home afterwords because our neighbor wanted me to harvest his wheat in the afternoon.  It was a little wet yet, but he wanted it out so I finished late afternoon.  He was in a hurry to get it harvested because his pits were full.  He was actually following the combine with the liquid manure spreader.

After his wheat was out, I moved the equipment to our field and took off the front end rows to make ready for Monday harvest.

We spent Sunday in Forrest as part of a Potluck group invite-a-guest day.  We had a blessed day in church and enjoyed the worship and fellowship.  At the potluck table, we were the youngest in the group by at least ten years.  We had a very enjoyable evening with the group!

Monday morning our early corn started tasseling.  We worked on wheat all afternoon, but didn't get finished.  The wheat has a beautiful stand this year and is weed free.




This morning we sorted and moved Hoop building pigs in preparation to ship them tomorrow.  We finished harvesting wheat this afternoon.  It was good quality and yielded excellent.  A huge difference from last year!  Cousin Lee showed up with his baler and made our large round bales.  In the evening we started hauling them home.

What do you have when a tornado hits a chicken house and the birds are swirling around in the air?

  Poultry in motion!

He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
Psalm 147:14

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