How Great The Yield From A Fertile Field

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

Thursday, October 29, 2020

Harvesting

 One cool, brisk morning in the field, our  #1 cart operator thought we needed something hot to drink.  She put in a call to Faire Coffee and Emily was gracious enough to deliver lattes to the field.


As we were finishing one field last week, the local wildlife put on a show for us.  There was a bald eagle that sat on a fence post off and on during the afternoon and watched us.  A couple of hawks circled overhead waiting for the rabbits to get chased out.  I watched one dive bomb a rabbit at the edge of the field, but he couldn't get it carried away.  There were also a couple of coyotes running in and out of the corn catching rabbits.  As I was finishing one land, I was pushing several rabbits ahead of me.  A coyote was a hundred feet ahead of me in the corn rows, staring me down, waiting for the rabbits to run into him.  But, as the combine got closer, he chickened out and would back off another hundred feet and turn and face the combine again waiting for the rabbits.  This happened several times before one of the rabbits darted out of the land to one side and the coyote was quickly on it.


We had one day that produced a light dusting on snow.  We shut down for the day, not wanting the combine problems we had last year with snow.


Harvest is just about wrapped up.  We have one field of replanted soybeans left, and a few acres of replanted corn that will top off the bins.  We should be done before Election Day, Lord willing.

And whosoever shall give to drink unto one of these little ones a cup of cold water only in the name of a disciple, verily I say unto you, he shall in no wise lose his reward.
Matthew 10:42


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