Wind became our constant companion starting this spring. Not just a now and then breeze but a real honest-to-goodness wind. After our really long, last forever and ever winter ended, the wind began.
Now wind is normal for our spring….it takes the wind to melt the snow in the mountains and in the canyons surrounding us, and because we live on a mesa, we are subject to wind.
Our wind comes out of Utah.
Five miles away in the town of Delta, while we are blowing away, they have nothing, nada, zip, no wind.
(I took this at 4:00 p.m. last evening)
But this year, after the spring winds left, the winds continued on into summer, then fall, and now winter 15-35 and sometimes 45-60 M.P.H. wing-dingers.
Even though the corn stalks, and the corn leaves, and the corn tassels are dry…the ears with their lovely little knurls are not.
The tops are now broken, lying helter-skelter along the furrows and there is nothing we can do but wait.
A warm up is suppose to start today and get all the way up to 45* by Friday with the nights bottoming out around 16*. But the best part is the wind is only going to be around 5 M.P.H.!
Say a little prayer for us that corn dries down to 14% or lower. Once that happens we can begin the harvest. A couple things rely on harvest…the cows are turned into pasture, which cuts down on the hay usage, and we get paid! One paycheck a year per crop is how a farmer gets to stay in business.
Sure has been a funny year. Terry said in all his years of farming, or his father farming corn, has the harvest ever been so late. We aren’t the only farmers hurting, so hopefully a corner has been turned and the corn can get out the fields into the elevators.
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 
