The potatoes by our house are blooming. I always think they are so pretty when you look across the field. This year the variety planted here blooms with white flowers.
I went into town yesterday to get some groceries. As I stepped out the back door, the pivot was just going by on the potatoes. Even on such a hot day, that is a refreshing sight and sound.
We had a hot weekend. Wheat dried down to below 12% moisture with a couple 100 degree days and the alfalfa that the guys swathed was ready to bale. Jack came down from South Dakota with his truck yesterday and part of his crew came down today to help.Things are in full swing as wheat harvest and putting up 2nd cutting of alfalfa overlap. We got the little bit of dryland wheat out yesterday afternoon and some of our wheat. About 20 acres of our irrigated wheat field is still too green to cut. It is 10:30 p.m. and Chase is still in the combine in Jack’s wheat field, filling the last truck for the night.
The rest of the crew has gone to their beds as they will be back out at 3 a.m. to rake and bale a couple more fields of alfalfa. High winds really changed our plans today. Dad and Uncle Jack went out at 4 a.m. today and baled the alfalfa field south of us while it was tough enough to hold the leaves on the stems. With the winds of 35-40 mph forecasted, they paused the baling process. Casey moved bales with the HayHiker, Wyatt worked on equipment, Chase combined wheat and Jack hauled wheat to the elevator.
Dad and I went to town for parts and then checked heifers.
Even the dogs were tired of the wind today.
They are keeping me busy putting meals on the table but I enjoy cooking for them. I fixed beef brisket, ranch potatoes and green beans for dinner. Pulled a long loaf of homemade sourdough bread out of the freezer to make garlic bread. I baked a rhubarb cake using my grandma’s recipe and we had that for dessert with strawberries and ice cream. They came in shifts for supper. Tomorrow morning I will make a breakfast tater tot casserole and some fruit.
Dad and I baled some grass corners over the weekend. He raked and I followed him and baled. We make a pretty good team after 28 years of practice!
Love,
Mom
Love,
Mom