Busy Nest

April showers bring tree trimming, brush clearing, and fire. I still have some fence to deconstruct, another good showers’ day work. Eurasia’s taking the day off for Easter according to market reports. I couldn’t sit still yesterday, I had to go out and trim a few trees. But I regretted revving up the fire at sunset thinking the wind was winding down and dieing out. As soon as it was dark up came the strong breeze. By then the tire I’d thrown on the two day old coals had ignited and there’s no putting a burning tire out. Luckily the wind was blowing away from the barns and towards the windbreak I’d been trimming. After letting cows run under the cedars last summer there’s nothing but bare ground on the half to one acre site that used to be cattle yards. Bare ground under thirty five year old trees. What embers did escape the ashes were quickly burned out.

The Corn has all been hauled and is sitting in the grain elevator waiting to be sold at planting time. Sell in May and go away is an old adage that came from Wall Street I believe. I also believe it can be a good thumb rule for the corn markets. Unless you’re a speculator, then good luck is what you’ll need. Some of the hottest weather markets happen during the summer. That’s when it can make sense to sell a third of what you’re growing ahead of harvest. I should say a third of an average crop. Which is how much I have no storage for. The thinking is that you almost always grow a third of a crop even if you’re the one getting burned by the drouth. With the moisture savings of no till a half a crop is usually assured. I have read that a terminated cover crop can act as a moisture sink storing water inside the now dead cover until the growing cash crop absorbs it.

There’s not much more to report from the corn patch here in Southwestern Iowa. Gas is going on along with other fertilizers and bulldozers are busy pushing up terraces. Or as I call them, the Inca’s revenge. Drainage tiles are being laid to get rid of the excessive water accumulated in the terraces and added to the water tables. It’s like watching a dog chase it’s tail with all this business. When I’m not too busy to watch. First I have a tail that I need to catch. Or is that a tree? Until I do …….

See ya then see ya there.
Cc

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The Nice

Planters have been rolling in the neighborhood. The usual suspects. I suspect they were getting antsy to start. I rolled mine out of the barn over on the west farm after getting the 1440 with the home made six row corn head backed out of the way (remind me to tell you the 1440 story sometime) (maybe the corn head story too). And the two bush hog wagons. It’s getting it’s first washing of the season. April showers after all. All while waiting for the trucker to show up.

We had a good rain today. As in nice and easy. It was spotty showers and every drop soaked in. So did the semi. I wondered yesterday when he mentioned something like truck driver’s school. He suffers from pavementitus. Or is it a pavementality. Either way he needs to stay on a solid surface. The stay at gone mom gave him a ride in the rain back to the boss’s where he’d parked his ride to work. Stuck in the muck. What the truck.

I’m spotting it in. Just like the showers. The corn price not the semi truck. The local grain merchandisers give a spot price everyday at the close of the board of trade for all the bushels “spotted in”  or delivered without a sales contract that day. It’s more or less based on shipping costs and board of trade contracts for the nearest month. Each location determines their own.

We started hauling corn into the RR terminal at Council Bluffs yesterday afternoon. About the time the neighbors started to plant. Or restarted, some had run Saturday and Sunday. Right alongside the Easter Bunnie. Rain Sunday night shut em down. Looked plenty wet where they were planting the way it was. Reports are that the ground has warmed right on up into the sixties. I wonder if it will stay that way. They say it needs to be around that temp to get corn to germinate. The clearing seventy degree day they predicted today never did clear off or get  above the fifties. I think fifty is all the warmer the ground gets down deeper around here. Without sun keeping the top warm the 4 inch depth could cool right back down. Night temps chill right back down too.

Not much more to report. The cows are still burning hay though they go looking for greening grass to nip in the bud. I swear if they knock down the pasture fence one more time I may call the cattle truck. Let that pasture grow gol darn it. They don’t know how thin the ice their skating on is. Now that I mentioned it …….

I’m skating on outta here.

Cc

And of course …….

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UK Reign

Rock

Paper

Schism

The rock is Precious. The paper is Fiat. The schism is Artificial. Yet the oldest game on earth.

That game is Geo-brinksmanship. Living on the razor’s edge. Move too slow and it settles in. Deep. Move too fast and your sliced in two. The Goldilocks gait. Just right. Just in time solutions. To just installed conditions. Just in case you were wondering. Justice seldom arrives in time. In our time. It’s been said vengeance is The Lord’s and He is beyond time. He is beyond space. He is beyond explanation. He just IS. It takes a load off knowing.

We’ve nothing really to do in the grand schemes so I suppose we’re free to be protesters for a day. Or two. Or few. Prepaid partisans. Till the snipers come out. Then is it really worth the twenty five bucks it pays per day? Fifty? Not even if smokes are ten bucks a pack. Five billion don’t buy the loyalty it once did. Especially behind the old Red Curtain. It spreads out kind of thin. A little like the oil.

I think the Chinese received a better deal. But then don’t they always. Spring is here if only barely now. There’s jobs out on the farms. Well, work anyway. Put down the placard and hop in the Packard. Head for the hills. Hard currency takes hard cargoes. China won’t take them all. Thank God! The country has bills to pay. Grain can spread the wealth. And health.

April showers bring mayflowers. Mayflowers full of pill grims. How many a day? Cloudy and cold. Seek professional help before attempting a dosage reduction. That boat sailed a long time ago. That boat has hit the doc. And run him clean over. Reeducation. A task on the farm perhaps. Livestock sector? Same drugs different mugs. Wash your hands before returning to work. Or better yet, take a shower. Ukulele.

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