How Great The Yield From A Fertile Field

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

Sunday, July 26, 2020

Hot, Dry, Wet

I have the forge operating.  Now I need to find a place to buy coal.  And I need to find someone who has some old blacksmithing tools.

Due to oversupply and the restaurant, travel, meetings, fairs, sporting events, and all large groups activities being shut down, the hog price has been the lowest since I think, 1998-1999.  It will definitely not be a profitable year.

June was a drought in central Illinois.  Then, the middle two weeks of July produced about nine inches of rain on our farm.  We went from cracks in the soil to ponding in the low spots again.  Some of the pond areas that we replanted twice have been drowned out again!  We have had a lot of heat and humidity, which is typical for this time of year.

You know it's dry when the vultures move in and are circling overhead!



A few weeks ago, cousin Virg, Mary, and Darin moved from the suburbs to central Illinois.  We have been restricted by Covid from as much contact as we would like, but we are enjoying having them here and the little bit of time we have had to spend with them.  We look forward to many more opportunities in the future.

As they gather silver, and brass, and iron, and lead, and tin, into the midst of the furnace, to blow the fire upon it, to melt it; so will I gather you in mine anger and in my fury, and I will leave you there, and melt you.
Ezekiel 22:20

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