It Feels Like Home

She wasn’t “home” when we left the driveway. “Home” was in Texas with another family. I sold the trailer house that had been home to us during the summer months last fall. What we left “home, home” with in May was an RV full of our belongings.

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Zeorian Harvesting finished the last acre of the 2012 wheat harvest last night. After a high-five and a “good job”, Jim and I looked at each other and smiled. Another year complete!

The past 110 days have revolved completely around wheat and being on the road. Today, the harvest letdown will creep in and continue to eat at me until everything is back home and real life begins again. It’ll be SO GOOD to be reunited with the kids but I’m not looking forward to being home. Home, right now, means routine, schedule, alarm clocks and the work of getting back to normal. The work of stepping back into the real world will involve chasing spiders and bugs from our house, unloading the cottage, deep cleaning the cottage (inside & out), and pulling a horrible amount of weeds. Ugh! Plus being thrown right back into the needs of school, church and any outside pulls.

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A visit from the Masked Bandit

These were on top of the engine compartment.

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It Just Feels Good!

We got back in the field late Tuesday morning. I was definitely in some sort of funk all day due to missing the girls and the mountains. By the end of the day, though, things sort of started falling back into place.

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Notable Characters of J Town

The 2000 census states the town of Jordan (settled in 1896) has a population of 364. Not a huge town and definitely not one you’d think could hold so many characters in its history. I am not an expert in any of what I’m about to share with you. Throughout the years, however, I have thoroughly enjoyed hearing about the stories and being involved in some way with each one.

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Grain Bins and Cemeteries

Historical sign found outside of the town of Jordan.

First things, first. Did you figure out what all those little rocks were in my previous post?

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Moving Through the Montana Prairie

It showered in J Town early Monday night.

Jim and I headed to the field to get the combine moved back to Charlie’s. We didn’t realize the threatening cloud bank was there until we began heading east out of town. Jim kept looking back over his shoulder until it finally got the best of him. “It’s against my better judgment to go any farther”, he said. We turned around and headed back to town. There was NO WAY either one of us wanted to be on those “cow paths” should it begin to rain…especially since our service truck is the only two wheel drive pickup left in this part of the world.

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