Bean There Done That

The bean run is done. Perfect weather for the whole race. Yields were good but not great. Maybe a little above average but nothing to brag about. I finished up on Thursday, October 22. It rained on the next day. Off and on all day. It was getting dry so the rain is a good thing. Fields were catching fire when worn out bearings threw sparks that ignited the super dry crop residue.

Thirty some acres of standing corn was burned down and totally lost somewhere nearby. According to the bar chatter on Friday evening. Fortunately I’m not part of the fire starter crowd since I’m not using my fire starting Fisher Price combine I’d bought (been ripped off for) locally by “a good church going Christian”. Everybody started carting a tractor hooked to a disk around to set in each field they were cutting in case of emergency. Nothing fights a field fire better than a disk.

Now it’s on to the corn. One crop down with one to go. In more ways than just price and harvest (and fire). I hear the corn dried down naturally in the field. Good thing since we are already losing enough money on every bushel as it is. Wet corn would have added insult to injury. I only wish the EPA would let my people grow and allow the ethanol to reach Congress’s mandated level of production. At the total mandated the surplus bushels would disappear and profitability could be restored in the grain growing business. As it is we are held hostage by appointed administrative bureaucrats. The kind that are very hard to fire since you can’t vote their sorry asses out of office.

After two weeks of climbing combine ladders I’m beginning to toughen up. Some of the soreness is abating from my muscles. Another three or four weeks will finish the crops and the workout. I’ll be fit as a fiddle going into winter. Ready to cut and split the wood for warmth.

Cc.

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A May Day

Mayday! Mayday!

I think I’m going down. Downstairs and put another log in the fire. Or was that log in the web. I’m getting old. I get so confused. When in doubt cover every base. So I’ll do both. I’m down to only stocking the stove twice a day. The draft is turned down to almost off so it burns nice and slow. The outside temps have been around forty for three days now so it isn’t hard to keep the old house nice and toasty with a low fire. It’s this time of year you realize how much heat that wood contains. A little goes a long way when all you need is a little. I hope the little heat we had in the soil goes a long way. Until it warms back up. That’s all I’m asking. Now that I’ve planted. We’ll see, last year about this time we had snow. That planted corn did alright. I’m not really worried. Sorry to mislead. Sort of.

Those are happy exclamation points behind those Maydays. Not panicked ones from a plane going down. I’m saying kick up your heels and be glad you’re alive. Watching the newborn calves scamper about exploring their legs, the ground, gravity and such it’s easy to see the happiness that life is. They’re not affected by the drizzle and the cool. They are taking advantage of the cool by running all the faster and playing all the longer. Their moms are busy munching the new grass about the buildings since they broke out the other night. The whole herd jumped the hot wire down by the creek and have made the grand tour around the terraces to arrive back up here about the buildings on the wrong side of the wire. I let them be yesterday and haven’t headed out to roust them yet today. Though it’s definitely in the plans.

As soon as I’m done with these logs. The fire’s off and burning. This log’s about to burn up in the web too. Like a flea in a black hole. FffffT. Forty words amongst forty kazillion. Looking around, nothing left to stoke but the leftovers and the cattle. The cattle are busy eating so that’s what I’m about to do. If I don’t burn it. Have a great May. Have a great day.

It’s May, every day is going to be great. See you then, see you there …….

Cc

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