We got the ditches all cleaned and then
Turned in the water!
We started small…20 tubes, so we could manage the setting and the digging out of the ends
Gradually we added more water, more rows, and more tubes
Nothing like the smell of the dry earth, as the water soaks into it.
Terry dug out the ends and I started the tubes. In a wee break I stopped and looked at Terry, who had a huge grin on his face.
“You are sure happy” I commented.
“Yes!” he replied. Β “Being out here, doing this, makes me happy!”
“Me thinks”, I smiled at him….”You love being a farmer.”
“I think so too.” he stated.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda

I’m glad he didn’t retire.
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Me too! The kids and I think he will shrivel up and die the day he stops. We may be wrong, but his joy in farming is so intense I can’t imagine him not out on the land.
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You have found your purpose
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Blogging!!!!
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I suspect that both of you love farming. I’m just glad you share your passion with us.
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I do love it, just as much as he does. We are truly blessed people!
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Welcome, water! Terry’s got the land running through him so strongly he probably has mud in his veins, not blood… Well, not literally, but you know what I mean.
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He says his blood is really dirt! π
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I am smiling with you. You both LOOK happy. It radiates from you as you work.
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I love farming also! You are so right!
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The one time we thought about quitting was about October, when we were so tired and all the harvest and other summer jobs were done. But by the time spring came again was glad to start again. Ha. My Husbands Uncle lived in Ulyssis, Kansas. Close to Colorado, did the same as you with the water tubes. Thank you for taking the time to let the folks know how farming is done in your area. Sharon Drake, Winfield, Kansas
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By the time harvest comes he is beat to death and thinks…never again. But, so far…it is one more year!
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It’s rare people find what they love and get to do it, too. Much love to him for those happy smiles, and to you for recognising them!
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He has been farming since he was 8 years old…truly. His Dad helped him have a haying business by the time he was 10-12 sometime in there. He still loves everything about it. A true gift!
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He’s got to keep doing it! Maria made a comment yesterday as we drove home with the new grader blade for our tractor that I was “giddy” about implements. And you know what? She was right.
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Ahhhhhhh….you so understand! Good for you!
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Something about time to turn in the water…I always enjoy reading about it.
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The scramble and the satisfaction…the sound and smell of the earth saying….AHHHHH! ME TOO!
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There is nothing in the world like doing what you love! I am happy for you both.
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And I think you have that same privilege!! π
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Lovely! I think you both do π
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I do love it! I would miss it, when he stops!
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J > It’s so interesting to see how these things are done. I can’t think of any TV documentary about life elsewhere which goes into details like this. Even so, I’m left wondering how you get the siphon tubes started. Surely you don’t have to suck? You must have a wee stirrup pump or something handy that?
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No, we just dip the whole tube in the water, cover the end with our hands so the water stays inside the tube, quickly flip the tube over the side into the row and BAM! Water comes out and stays coming out until we move it…or a weed gets sucked up into the tube π¦
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J > Och of course – that ‘easy’; but of course there’s a knack, born of long practice!
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It is a trick when you get started, but it doesn’t take long to learn. π
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