It's June 1. Most years, we're well on our way to having our crops planted by now. Some years, we're finished and starting to think about hay. This year, we have only worked a teeny bit of ground--testing to see if it's dry enough. It's not. This is supposed to be a bean field. Right now we're letting the horses graze the weeds. Too wet to work. The tractor sits, waiting. The bean seed is here. The corn seed is here, as well as fertilizer (in this case, feathermeal). We got the tillage equipment out and ready weeks ago--see the grass growing up under our offset disc? Um, yeah--that's how long it's been sitting there, waiting. I can't remember a year quite like this one. Every year brings its challenges, and weather is always a large part of the challenge. But the waiting is getting old, and things are starting to get serious. I haven't even been able to bring myself to blog about the situation, it's been so frustrating. We've enjoyed a co...