
We are soaked! Through and through.

Over night the rains leave and we wake up to chilly cool morning…nothing like August, nothing.

By 9 or 10 in the morning the humidity has built up it hard to even breathe, let alone work in it. Humidity like this is very unusual for our part of the world.

Around three or so in the afternoon it starts raining.
And raining.
And raining way into the night.

It is raining so much the water can’t dry up or sub away.
We don’t have any hay down, nor are we trying to harvest wheat, barley or rye, or the sweet corn. Some of the grains are harvested and some aren’t. Farming sure is a gamble with the weather and the prices.
The sweet corn guys have four-wheel drive on all their vehicles and keep on keeping on. Sweet corn has a very short window so if the vehicles get stuck they pull them out. The workers keep on working right in the rain. The only time they pull out is when a field is done or we have too much lightening.
Well, onto another day of rain. Wish I could send those of you who need some, some.
Linda