How Great The Yield From A Fertile Field

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

Monday, May 21, 2018

One Ring

The old farmer's wife thought she heard our dinner bell ring once, followed by a few woofs from Gus.  It was two in the morning, but she went back to sleep.  Our dinner bell is fastened to the back of our basketball pole near the garage.  When I got up in the morning and looked out the window, Gus was sitting under the basketball pole waiting for me.  He stood up and started wagging his tail when he saw me look out.  I grabbed the .22 from the gun safe and headed out.  Parked on top of the hoop supports was a big furry fellow.  As soon as the raccoon dropped, Gus was on him, grabbing him by the back of the neck and shaking.  It made quite the mess on the pavement!  The old farmer's wife and Jack had to do some scrubbing to get it clean.  This is the fourth coon in the last two weeks!



April was the second coldest on record for central Illinois.  We only had 3 tenths of an inch of rain for the month of May coming into last night.  But early this morning we had a nice shower, followed by a couple more throughout the day and we ended up with 9 tenths for a total.  It was a very welcome rain that should get the last soybeans out of the ground and give the corn a good boost.  A crop duster sprayed fungicide on our wheat today.  It is heading out, but is shorter than normal.



We went to graduation parties this weekend, including Tate and Kyle's.  Congratulations to both!

Only thou shalt not eat the blood thereof; thou shalt pour it upon the ground as water.
Deuteronomy 15:23

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At 7:04 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thanks. Love to read the happenings in your life. Love you much! k

 
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