The third cutting is accomplished. All three fields are now “down” drying.
Depending on the weather, the next step will be baling and hauling it in and getting it sold. (Although, some of it is already sold! 🙂 Thankfully)
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
And the wind rustled the grasses
Then noisy fat drops of rain fell
Not a lot of drops, but a nice amount, to clear the air.
Lovely Autumn rain.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
(From Pinterest)
Harvest is here. The corn choppers are moving through all the silage fields now, filling silos and laying the once growing corn fields bare.
The pinto beans on our farm are all harvested, and the renters moving on to their other farms with the big combines, trucks, and tractors
Terry and I took a ride to see if the hemp is being harvested
Not yet.
I hope to see the fields harvested, but not yet.
Pinto beans, the last cutting of hay, ensilage/silage; the onions are starting to be readied for harvest.
But not the hemp.
Or the picking corn. (The picking corn will be in October early November, depending on the moisture in the corn.)
Harvest! What all the farmers have been waiting for.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
It’s trying to rain here.
The combine is broke down and I spent the morning in ER.
I guess I am hurt…the fall bruised my ribs, pushed my ribs into my lung –on one side and caused my lung to fold in on itself. It has a long fancy name. At least my heart is okay, and no compound fractures on the ribs…they may have hair cracks–I just have to careful for a spell.
Heavy drugs, but hope to be back able to breathe again, maybe Sunday.
Sorry, just can’t focus to really write anything.
Love,
Linda
Like all of you, Terry and I waited for the Super/Blood moon to rise over the eastern mountains. (Although, Terry had to jump up randomly from the Broncos game), Boomer and I sat outside and ….watched!
The site was a fascinating wonder to behold
What an amazingly beautiful gift from the heavens
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I’m sorry that I miss lead you somehow…I didn’t grow up in Craig, Colorado. I grew up in Eckert, Colorado.
My Dad’s people arrived here in around 1900, settling in the Read/Austin area. My Momma’s people came when she was a freshman in high school–around 1943.
There were just the two of us—myself and my brother. My brother lives in the Denver, Colorado, area now, but I live here.
Although, I grew up in the Eckert, Cedaredge (my Dad and Grandparents on my Mother’s side had huge orchards which were part of our income)
I’ve lived on this farm all of my adult life accept for the first two years of our marriage.
My parents are the ones who moved to Craig, Colorado. After selling the gas station they operated the orchards only. After several years of bad prices and huge expenses Daddy got a job with Colorado Ute (now Tri-State). He was 37 years old when they moved to Hayden, Colorado. By that time we had Shannon and were waiting the birth of Evan (we have four children–Shannon, Evan, Kimberly, and Misty. Misty is the one who just moved to Craig.)
And that is the irony…my parents and now our youngest living in the Craig area. Hayden is just a 30 minute drive from Craig, Colorado.
It’s still raining here…we had 2″ of water when I checked this morning. Still for a short while there is sunshine, then another downpour is expected starting around noon. Wet we are, that is for sure.
Anyway, I apologize if I made it sound like I grew -up in Craig.
Your friend,
Linda
The last Sunday in September…sometimes it seems like time really gets away from me.
Last Friday’s mail brought to me a wonderful surprise! Well, not just me, but a surprise for Terry and I…
Jan, from the Poodle and Dog Blog, sent Terry and I here hand-crafted Christmas stockings.
The workmanship is just outstanding! Terry was, also, impressed with the amount of detail in crafting each sock. If anyone is interested she has an Esty store where she has many more socks and many different colors and designs.
I humbly Thank You, Jan!
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 