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.
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.
Brad finished harvesting his corn today. He’ll still be helping another farmer with harvest, but his corn is out of the field.
The big highlight of this harvest was Elliana learning to drive the grain cart. Brad started showing her the ropes Sunday afternoon.
Aunt Renae rode along with her yesterday, but Elliana just didn’t feel like she could go by herself yet. Today she and Brad went out to finish the last 100 rows. He thought the way things were set up would be perfect for her to drive by herself, and she did. Don’t worry about her being overworked. She’s been SO EXCITED all week about driving the grain cart!
Another highlight was getting quality, one-on-one time in the combine with the big kids. If you want to see how your kids are different, just spend a few hours with each of them in a combine.
Wyatt and Liza rode with me for a short bit and were more than happy when a better option came up for them. Three people in that small space isn’t ideal for long periods of time.
Now we’re praising God that a safe and happy harvest is complete!
This is how Brad and I spent this most perfect October day.
He tried to rig up a bin extension so I could go a little further without needing to unload or spill. I still spilled over the top once and maybe even out the back once. Why did they not make the “bin is full” light a little more dramatic and eye catching?!
My job was a little easier this year because I had a much larger target to hit when dumping into the grain cart. Doesn’t this
look a lot bigger than our first grain cart? It served us well, but I’m thankful I have more room for error. It’s hard to tell from the pictures but there’s a 225 bushel difference between the two, which is equivalent to one more combine bin.Brad drove truck for another farmer harvesting for most of this week. They picked an entire pivot in a day. With a fire call delay, slightly slow start, having to drive slow because of the extra tall corn stalks making more work for the combine, and our small two man operation, I think we maybe got 50 acres done today.
I was amused today by texts from other friends in the field. One friend, who is also a country transplant, texted, “Some days it’s like I’ve never filled a truck before!” I know neither of us would’ve expected to send or receive that text five years ago.
Another friend texted me, “The best days in the field are when you can listen to the Huskers!” Husker football on the radio did help the afternoon go by; and whether you’re a Husker fan or not, this article written by a Husker sports writer who visited a Nebraska farm is an delightful read. It sheds light on why Brad couldn’t stand to not be a farmer and will probably make you wish you could do a harvest ride along.
Small Town Nebraska/My Family:
The trunks (country dwellers) really showed up at the trunk or treat tonight. We might have trunk or treated more than we trick or treated. It was a great time!
Farm Education:Everywhere I looked I saw people harvesting. I actually saw one combine so full that corn was spilling out of the side of it! Hello?! Maybe it was a first time driver. I kept thinking that I wanted to pick corn and was afraid I might not get my time in the combine. Amazing what three years will do to a person. You must not think I’m strange until you experience how satisfying picking corn is.
Finally, the pivot is ready to be picked. I went there as soon as was done with work on Thursday. Brad only gave me a 30 second reminder and left me alone. He didn’t even ride along with me to make sure I knew what I was doing this year. My only caution was to not back into a pole. (Go ahead and pray right now that I never do that.)
I only had to call Brad one time to figure out why things were beeping. It took me less than a minute to line up the header with the rows, and I only had to back up to get it right one time! I promise I’m still not an expert, but I didn’t hold my breath half the time I was driving. Just a few times, like maybe when I first had to unload into the grain cart and pick at the same time. See this grain cart? I filled it as full as I could. Brad was pleased.
Brad saved me from having to pick the messy end rows, but I rode along and got pictures of our friends’ combine from the window of our combine.
I had time to get more pictures later because I was picked full, the grain cart was full, and we were waiting for the truck to come back from the elevator. I wish I would’ve had my good camera! This would be a lovely picture without the auger in it, but then you wouldn’t know it was taken from a combine.
It was a gorgeous evening. I know I’m not supposed to wish my little kids away, but I do look forward to when I can get my combine time without having to have other people take care of my kids. Liza confined to a cab for any length of time is a terrible idea. Rain is keeping us out of the field this weekend, which is a good thing; but we’ll be back on Monday!
Small Town Nebraska:
I try not to post things that will waste your time. I mean it when I say you should watch this video. Way to go southwestern Nebraska and the body of Christ!
It’s been a beautiful October, an October Anne of Green Gables would truly appreciate. It was perfect for a walk at twilight Sunday night, shorts and t-shirt perfect. The sky was remarkable, and the cow statues were an added bonus!
Brad harvested his dry land corn this week. Since we’re a small operation, he finished it in three days and didn’t want to haul a grain cart to the field, which means he didn’t really want my help. It worked well for me! Elliana rode along with Brad after school one day, and I put her on the task of getting pictures.
What I’ve Been Thinking & Learning:
I loved this thought that Juliet’s mom told me this week: Exhaustion is a big player on the lie court. Isn’t that so incredibly true? I thought she meant the life court, which would be true too; but really it’s a player on the life court because of all the lies you believe when your brain is too tired to combat them!
I have set the Lord always before me; because he is at my right hand, I shall not be shaken. Psalm 16:8
Did you know corn prices are low? One day this week was rainy (FINALLY!), which happened to be the same day as a big equipment sale; so Brad was able to go check it out. Based on that sale, newer combines and tractors are selling for $70,000 to $100,000 less than last year! Might not have wanted to be standing next to one of the farmers who bought last year!
Do you see this on your main street much?
How about a semi pulling up to the end of your driveway?
See any partly picked soybean fields when you’re out on a walk?
The number of semi with grain trailers on the road seems to have quadrupled overnight. My sister-in-law lives on a main road and said she counted one every minute for ten minutes.
The kittens at our child-sitter’s house just let Liza walk up to them and pick them up. She loves them, and it brings a smile to any face nearby!
What I’m Learning:
Good tasting cantaloupe grows in Nebraska gardens! I didn’t think that was possible.
This one came from a plant that Elliana started in a garden in a glove project at a summer camp. It’s the only plant out of five that lived, but it lived and produced!
Every forget to turn off a burner and then put a pyrex dish on it? Very, very, very bad! Especially when you’re in the middle of canning salsa. I now can’t quit wondering if I will ever get a bite of glass from this event in my food. Shutter!
Have a good week!