An unexpected positive side to Brad doing electrical work is that he makes new friends. He has been working on wiring a barn lately. I just always thought of it as just a barn, until he came home with churned body butter and milk soap that the owner gave him. (It smells fabulous!) Come to find out this barn he is wiring is a barn for kidding Nigerian Dwarf Goats.
Today we got to go check out their adorableness.
These three were born ten minutes after Brad left on Wednesday this week. The mama was probably wishing he would hurry up and leave so she could have her kids in peace and quiet. I’m sure she appreciated the nice lighting. I wish I would’ve taken a picture of it!
If you’re thinking you want to get yourself some Nigerian Dwarf goats, this is your place. I think the owner said she has around 12 bred does. If I lived in the country, I would be seriously hoping for some of these goats as pets.
Since it was cold and muddy, we didn’t get to check out the KuneKune pigs and just got a glimpse of the Jersey Cows that are also on this quaint Nebraska acreage. We did get to go see the 12 new lab puppies.
William was less nervous about them than the goats for some reason.
They are cute puppies, but I would much rather have a goat. The puppies were all called for anyway.
A visit to the Farm Cottage Creamery website is where you should head now to see more pictures of adorable animals and to do a little shopping feel like it.
Let me know if you decide to buy a goat. I’ll come visit you.
We honestly had no measurable rain in June and July. To me it’s amazing our dry land corn actually produced anything. At its worst it was hard to tell the difference between where you had already harvested and where you hadn’t. Some of it looked this pathetic.
Compare that to the irrigated corn.
I haven’t asked Brad for official numbers, but I’d say that our irrigated produced 4 times more than the dry land. You could drive the combine through the irrigated field one time before filling up. You could pick through the dry land down and back 2 to 3 times before filling up. If we used the grain cart in the dry land they had a lot more time to read than they did in the irrigated.
One more comparison for your Monday. These pictures are taken in the same field.
The first one was not long after the field was planted and the second is just after it was harvested. A lot changes in a field within six months.
Mishap 1: Brad left the bottom open on a grain cart that he hasn’t used since last year. A nice little pile of corn poured out of the bottom of it. He got his workout in for the day when he shoveled it back into the combine.
Our grain cart driver started to overflow the other grain cart she was dumping into and then couldn’t get the gate shut. She panicked and left a generous pile of corn. It was nothing that the loader tractor couldn’t clean up, and the next day she only drove tractor as long as she didn’t have to unload the grain cart again.Mishap 3: Mishap is putting it lightly. Let me give you some captions for the following picture.
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-Why auger wars are a bad idea
-Keeping it real
-What takes a day to disassemble and a day to reassemble?
-You know it’s bad when you think, “At least nothing burned and no one was run over.”
-How to erase the thought that your help during harvest is worth something
-My new motto: But for the grace of God go I
We have started harvesting our dry land corn. DRY is the true descriptive word there since most of the fields had barely any rain during June and July, kind of critical months in the life cycle of a corn plant.
At this point my 10 year old has helped Brad more than I have. I still can’t really believe it, but she is becoming a proficient grain cart driver. I’m sticking to the combine. I went to help one morning last week. Brad wanted to drive me around to make sure I hadn’t forgotten anything important and to fill me in on the ins and outs of harvesting dry land corn. Our training ride was longer than expected and turned into a photo session.
Let’s take a selfie to get your mind off the fact that your knee just got squished under the armrest of Dad’s seat.
First combine ride
The 3 year old took a turn with the camera.
The best picture I’ve seen of me in a long time
And I took pictures of the 3 year old.
Quality time. I never ended up having to drive the combine myself because, ironically, it started to rain.
On the subject of harvest, check out this gnarly carrot from our garden.
I snapped this picture on my phone when I was at my friend’s house that has the incredible view. I like how it shows a lot about what is happening in western Nebraska right now.
In the bottom of the picture you wee what unwatered grass looks like. DRY. We are really needing rain in our part of the state. We’re at the point where it feels like we’re constantly pleading with God to send rain and always trying not to worry. Oh that we would feel the need for more of Jesus like we feel the need for rain.
Moving on up the picture you see the beautiful green of irrigated corn. Then in the center above that is the golden wheat that farmers are starting to harvest. The contrast between those two this time of year is always so pretty.
Then at the top you have the gorgeous blue sky – the constant in all seasons.
Now check this out. I moved my camera a smidge to the right and it looks like this!
You see a vineyard and then you’re looking at a one acre hop yard. With the price of corn and wheat in the tank, some farmers are stepping out to try new things. This farmer is really going out on a limb. I’m pretty sure you won’t find even a handful of hop yards in our section of the state. It is quite an impressive piece of work!Those posts are huge in real life. Right now the green in the picture is weeds between the rows. The hops are planted in the black weed barrier. I didn’t get an up close picture, but I’m going to have to visit frequently to watch the progress and the process.
This has to be one of the most bizarre corn field happenings that has ever happened to us.
From a distance in this field of Brad’s it looks like the planter didn’t plant one row.
When you get closer you can see that corn is there.
It has just been eaten by some creature.
THE WHOLE ENTIRE ROW! The animal did not quit at just a few plants or part of the row and it didn’t not try other rows. It only liked this one and couldn’t bring itself to quit. I’m not even exaggerating.
I think it’s a natural phenomenon. Have you ever seen anything like it?