How Great The Yield From A Fertile Field

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

Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Wet, Wet, Wet

Sunday was Clayton and Jessica's wedding.  We enjoyed their special day and wish them the Lord's blessings on this new journey.  We had not been to Peoria church on a Sunday in years, so it was good to fellowship with many we rarely see.  A little sobering though, to see how some have aged.  We spent a fair amount of time with Peoria folks back in the YG days. We are also excited as Trent and Tiffany announced their engagement the same day!

The cool, wet spring continues.  The ground just won't warm up and dry out.  We were able to get a little tillage done, and had some fertilizer and chemicals applied, but that's about it.  We had about a day and a half last week when we could have planted one farm, but the cold, wet forecast kept us conservative.  It looks like nothing will happen this week.

I like it when I run across quotes like this.

"We sit silently and watch the world around us. This has taken us a lifetime to learn.  It seems only the old are able sit next to one another and not say anything and still feel content.  The young, brash, and impatient, must always break the silence.  It is a waste, for silence is pure.  Silence is holy.  It draws people together because only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking.  This is the great paradox."
                                                             From The Notebook                             


And the barbarous people shewed us no little kindness: for they kindled a fire, and received us every one, because of the present rain, and because of the cold.
Acts 28:2


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