Monday, August 10, 2015

This time of year....

Find your place and hold it;
find your work and do it.
And put everything you got into it.
Edward William Bok




This certainly is a busy time of year. The harvest season, at least around this area, has big tractors driving up and down the road in every direction. Rumbling, and bouncing over the gravel and potholes, spilling golden wheat seed from over flowing grain wagons. It is truly a beautiful sight.

Golden wheat trails can be found scattered across the road and on the ground, being enjoyed by small birds grateful for this harvest season too. The fields are mostly empty now, except for the round bales of golden straw and the Canada Geese who are also grateful for the spillage. The equipment is now waiting to be moved to the other fields that also need to be harvested.


This has to be my favourite time of year. Happy exhausted farmers gathering the bounty, and grateful for every little kernel of what they are harvesting. Grateful for any harvest at all this year and every other year, oh so grateful knowing others have not been as lucky. As we have all heard it is not that way in many areas of our world this year. Drought or too much rain has made it a very challenging year for many of our farmers.

The corn has finally shot up; “Way up” as our friend The Friendly Giant of long ago used to say on my favourite children’s TV show. Looking up from his boots to see who was talking was a mystery I always looked forward to, even knowing who was doing that talking. The soybean crop is high and full and if the rain holds off it looks like this year in spite of the weather, will have the rest of this harvesting season working out. There are some hopeful happy farmers around here at the moment.




I have been writing a lot about the hay harvest around our farm, and I am sure you are all tired of hearing about it, but here I go again. Do not worry it is almost done, with any luck at all. Oh yes indeed those last six fields are now cut and waiting. My Hero spent eight hours cutting on Friday after his day job. He was exhausted but determined.




Saturday had us watching that no rain forecast, showing threatening black clouds filling the sky for most of the day. As usual just before the sun was to set it was shining. We are pretty sure that there was no rain back there on those cut fields, but I guess we will know for sure soon enough. It is Sunday morning and rather than sleeping in, we are getting ready to finally conquer that last of the first cut of hay. Raking and baling and then forgetting about it. That is the plan.




So my friends….. Watch out for those big tractors hauling the harvest from the fields. Give a wave, they like that. Those are farmers that have had a few sleepless nights of worry and are finally getting to harvest what they sowed. Harvesting what we all need, that is what they do.




It is such a beautiful and busy time of year. We are so grateful. There are photos waiting to be painted everywhere you look. I wish I could paint.

Later


22 comments:

  1. A different kind on hay fever going on there!

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  2. By now, I hope your baling is pretty much finished.

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  3. Just found you, and I'm enjoying following the progress of your harvests.

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  4. Can never have too many haying posts :-).

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  5. The season coming to an end for another year...Hugs M xox

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  6. Coming up to my favourite time of the year, Fall!

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  7. I love the poem at the beginning.... Yes, a season to work and feel good about it.

    Good to see your beautiful photography...

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  8. I love seeing the equipment in the fields - I know most of the farmers here and we all wave to each other. It is such a fascinating thing to see the hay being baled. I like to park on the side of the road and watch!

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  9. Yes, I agree, wave at those farmers and don't get impatient behind a tractor hauling some of their crops. Those guys are working hard in often less than desirable circumstances.

    I never get tired of your hay posts Buttons.

    Hugs,
    JB

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  10. Echoing Delores. You do paint. With words and with images.

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  11. Good to hear you almost have the hay in! Then rest a day or tow:)

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  12. harvest is a very tense time for farmers. You've been telling the story very well. You know what you're talking about.

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  13. Hi Buttons - You paint wonderful images with your words and your camera, and they are enjoyed by so many of us! I loved your reference to The Friendly Giant. I haven't thought about him for years!

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  14. Don't you love the way the fields look right after haying? Makes me want to gallop a horse across.

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  15. I sure hope that today you were able to relax and enjoy looking at all those round bales in the field! Harvest time is just crazy, isn't it?!

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  16. I bet you are glad to see the last of the haying for a while.

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  17. I agree with Kathleen with her comment about you painting with your words and photography.

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  18. Grateful yes, I am grateful to all of the farmers who grow the crops to put food on our tables. Thank you all.

    I know you'll be glad having this harvest season behind you.

    I enjoy reading about and seeing pictures of your life.

    FlowerLady

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  19. Fingers crossed for you, and all the other farmers out there! =)

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  20. It is wonderful to hear you so happy. I hope things keep on being perfect for you and your hero.

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  21. We like to say the corn is as high as an elephant 's eye! :)
    Lovely deer photo...dear.

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