About Julie

I'm blogging to glorify God by educating you about farming and telling you what God's doing in my life in the small (we're talking village) town in which I live.

Baby Corn


Stone House

Farmers name their fields. When we first started farming what we called a field wasn’t a big deal because we only rented two fields that we called “the pivot” and “the dry land.” The last couple of years Brad has gained more ground to farm so we’ve had to name new fields. If you only have one field from one landlord then the name is a given – the landlord’s name. When you have multiple pieces from one landlord you have to give them more specific names. We’re super creative.

The Cemetery Piece – bet you can guess what it is near

*Dage House – by the landlord’s house

*Hofer 7 – I have no idea where that number is from.

Blacktop – It’s right where the blacktop stops.

The Sticker Field – named by Liza because it has so many goat heads on the edge of it

The name for this piece is yet to be settled.

Before it was planted

It really is essential to have names or I’d always be lost if we left it to legal descriptions or road names. I’m still lost sometimes.

*I didn’t think I should use the landlord’s name, so I used some other nice names.

Mental Health

The World and Everything in It had a segment on the mental health struggles of farmers recently. I really think they should have also focused on the mental health of the mothers with young children at home during the busy seasons and how about the mental health of the children putting up with that mother.Do they look like children whose dad has been working easily 70+ hours a week for the last eight weeks? Here’s a closer view. This irrigated field and the one pictured below were planted one day apart eight weeks ago. The fact that these fields and the non-irrigated fields have actually had rain on them this month has helped our mental health. That didn’t happen at all last year in June!

We were by the above field visiting a friend, so I asked Brad if he wanted me to take pictures of anything in the field for him. He said just the kids, so we did. That might be the extent of his Father’s Day gift. By the way, if you’re still looking for gift ideas for the father in your life, Emdesign put together some great gift ideas for farmers. They could work even if your dad isn’t a farmer.

Press on my fellow farmer’s wives. You are not alone.

Psalm 34:10 Those who seek the Lord shall not be in want of any good thing.

Planting Week 2

It actually feels like we should be close to week 4, but the calendar says we’re just finishing up the second week of planting. Brad’s been primarily spraying this week and has someone else running his planter.

At one point I calculated that we were 16% done with what we need to get planted. Brad then calculated that we were 25% done with planting days. I’m guessing he is now pondering if he should get a bigger planter for next year. The tractor/planter hitch breaking is probably also adding to his consideration. This not really how I picture a hitch, but that’s what it is and the crack is not good.That was discovered the same day Brad unknowingly ran his sprayer tire over this post in someone else’s field. It left an irreparable hole in the side wall. I still don’t understand why a farmer would leave a post like that in his field without making it obvious that it is there. Maybe they have Michelin stock.

So that was a great day to have completed. The day before a tire fell off this fertilizer trailer. Thankfully, it belongs to the co-op so they fixed it after Brad got as much fertilizer pumped out of it as he could. All the children have had some quality time in the tractor with Brad except William. He just gets to look at the tractor while we wait for it to come down the field so we can pick up and/or drop off a sibling.

Brad says hi and grabs food if he’s lucky (In addition to the quality pb&j, I’ve managed pizza boats, a bbq pork sandwich and gas station chips and pop. God is gracious.) and off he goes again.