You can smell the drying corn as absorbs the moisture, the earth as the dust is settling and the rich odor of the leaves as they are pushed from the trees, landing with little pitter and patters on the grass, the sidewalk, against the house, on the roof of the buildings.
Rain! We have been needing it.
As far as Terry and I know all the crops are now in…the hay is cut and stored, the pinto beans harvested, the ensilage/silage chopped and packed into the pits, and the onions are in the sorting sheds. The sweet corn harvested ended on Labor Day.
The warm autumn days are starting to give way (now) to the cooler and wetter weather. The forerunner to that four-letter word, which starts with s. (Although, snow IS an important component for survival.)
Soon, very soon, the corn will dry to the perfect moisture content and we, along with many others, will begin the last harvest of the year….pick’n corn.
Until then…everyone is enjoying the rain.