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.
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.
The bean seed is here. 
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 couple of dry days, and there could be a couple more in the near future. Hope springs eternal.
I hope you get a stretch of dry weather so you can get out in the fields soon. My brain can't comprehend the almost-midsummer sunset with the cold/wet weather we've been having.
ReplyDeleteIt's been a really weird spring - cool and wet, then with flash of summer-like heat, then back to chilly and windy. Hmm, hot flashes, mood swings - what's up with Mother Nature??
ReplyDeleteHopefully you'll be able to make up for lost time in the next couple weeks.
I feel for the people down here where the land isn't draining after these rains. I see little houses sitting in the middle of a pond. What a mess of mold and moisture that's got to be inside. It makes me so grateful to live on a hill.
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