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Fall, Football & Festivals
Friday night high school football.
The cooler temps and shorter days can only mean one thing – a new season is about to “fall” upon us. The days begin with much cooler temps but still warm up quite nicely. It’s the season when our days begin with three layers of clothing – tank top, t-shirt and sweatshirt – ending with the tank top. By the time early evening arrives, the tank top is eventually replaced with the sweatshirt.
Fall, Football & Festivals
Friday night high school football.
The cooler temps and shorter days can only mean one thing – a new season is about to “fall” upon us. The days begin with much cooler temps but still warm up quite nicely. It’s the season when our days begin with three layers of clothing – tank top, t-shirt and sweatshirt – ending with the tank top. By the time early evening arrives, the tank top is eventually replaced with the sweatshirt.
HHD and The Dirt Blizzard
The flags can attest to the strong winds as we entered. As it was, this was calm compared to what we endured later in the day.
The plan on Friday was for Jim and The Yellow Beast to get back to picking corn AFTER the trip to Husker Harvest Days on Wednesday. That plan was spoiled by the hot temps that made their way back into the region. It was 96 degrees on Tuesday. I tried to justify to him why it would be ok for his taking Wednesday off to make the trip to Grand Island. “It’s still so early in the fall”. “What? Is it going to start raining now?” “It’s not like the weather’s going to drastically change”. However, because of his strong work ethic all my attempts were met with a strong NO! I wanted to go. Mark, Candi and Jenna were still planning on the trip, so I decided what the heck?! (One more day to pretend like I have nothing better to do.)
The Worst Day.
The flag I immediately hung outside my front door. You can tell it was there quite a long time – ragged and bleached.
The day began like any other and ended with confusion, fear and…a sense of being united.
9/11/01 will forever be a memory in my brain. A day in which the events will never be questioned by what I was doing and where I was at.
“One Man’s Junk is Another Man’s Treasure”
While sitting at an intersection waiting for a vehicle, I HAD to try to record the sun as it was coming up over the east horizon. Unfortunately, this doesn’t do justice for the beauty of the moment – especially through a dirty bus window.
The weekend started for me on Friday morning. Jim was caught up with dry corn and had been spending some much-needed time on combine and corn head maintenance. On Friday morning, he asked me if I wanted to ride along to Cornlea (Nebraska) to get parts for the corn head. Jenna thought that was quite funny…going to Cornlea for the corn head – appropriate. Cornlea was about 2 ½ hours from home. I thought…what the heck?! Before we could go, though, I had to sub for a driver on the morning bus route.
(Video) A Bit Corny
This picture shows just a portion of what I’ve been hauling in from the Cottage (on wheels) since Saturday. Yes, I got started doing SOMETHING after my day of denying the fact on Friday. I definitely wasted Friday away trying to get my brain transitioned from the wheat field to being “home, home”.
PART 2 – Trent Loos
My last blog posed questions from a reader regarding the information Trent mentioned that he had in his hands while interviewing Secretary of Ag Tom Vilsack. I thought it may be of interest to others, as well, so I asked Trent if he could provide me with copies of the information. He was on the ball with his reply – THANK YOU, Trent!!
The paper Trent was referring to having in his hands was included in the final rule published in the Federal Register on January 26, 2012.
THE day to Honor Mom!
One day? I guess one is better than none 🙂
Because I don’t have any of my chillun’s to do anything with, or make me breakfast in bed or even pick a dandelion, I thought I’d sit down here and share with you a few thoughts…and my flowers.
IT’S TIME!
HAPPY MAY DAY!
We were supposed to have left yesterday for Texas with the first load. It decided to rain on Sunday (which was a surprise to all of us) and it set Jim behind a day. We loaded the combine (Jim’s truck) and the header (my truck) late this afternoon. If things go accordingly, we will be on the road again tomorrow.
I’m having mixed emotions about this, though. We’ll be leaving without Taylor and Callie (and Jamie, Curt & Jenna). I’ve sort of come to the conclusion that when all the kids are no longer going with us, this could be a tough time of year – worse than it is already. Harvest just isn’t quite the same without the girls! I’ve never had an issue with leaving before because ALL of what’s important with home has been with us. Now, it’s getting weird 🙂 At least I have the end of May to look forward to – that’s when T & C will be joining us.
The wheat’s changing fast. I’m hoping that once we get home again we won’t have to turn right around and head back. My feelings are that it will be CHAOS when we get back!
