There’s a buzz of excitement in the air this morning as everyone gets ready for the first day of harvesting. There’s still 2 hours to go as we wait for the early sun to burn off the morning dew then (in the words of Murray Walker F1 commentator) its GO GO GO. The sound of the engines from the combine, and tractors in the yard as we go through our final checks and discus the plan of action, make my nerves tingle. I’m sure we all hold our breath as the combine lowers its header and makes its first role into the barley. (I don’t think I breathe again until I’ve collected my first load)
Guaranteed there will be things that go wrong and something will need fixing, but you always hope it’s not on the first day of harvest. By the time the combine has done one round the field everyone relaxes and can enjoy watching the big red ladybird make her way across the land.
Lunch is being prepared as I type, by my wonderful dad, as it will be eaten in the field. I hope to have taught my dad how to grain haul by the afternoon so I can leave him to it while I make dinner, thought I think I should go and dig the potatoes out the garden now so its one less thing to do. I hope to be back later with good news of today’s yield.
Oh Gina,
I’m holding my breath with you!
Good luck with the harvest.
Here’s hoping the weather holds and blesses you with sunshine for the whole weekend.
Hugs – I’ll catch up with you when you come up for air.
Heather xx
Thank you lovely Heather, though unfortunately if you read the nex blog you’ll see it’s a case of three wheels on my wagon…. :( I hope you’re still breathing lol, and thank you for the sunshine xx
I love reading your blog and getting a look at life on your farm. I’m proud of you for keeping up on the challenge during this busy time of year. You are amazing. Have a great first day.
Bonnie, thank you for your lovely words. I love your blog too, your humour leaves me in stitches. (and I think your friends are secretly pleased to be in you blog lol). It has been a manic time, but It has taught me a gret deal. I don’t need to be superwoman and try and do everything at once, a steady pace will get me there just as quick as stressing and rushing then making mistakes. It’s a pleasure to be doing the UBC and meeting lovely people like you and Debi. x
Gina!
I can picture your view from how you’ve described it. I wish I could participate in the harvest with you. My mind is reaping with the metaphors to marriage. Thank you for sharing your life with us!
Blessings,
Debi
Debi, I can see exactly what you mean with the metaphors to marrige. If you read the second part you will find that the day did not go to plan, but I know what it meant to Mark to have Alex and me in the field with him today, even when it went pear shaped. I’ve never felt as complete as I do since I married Mark. Having been bought up by my Dad as a single parent, I hadn’t valued what marrige meant until I met Mark. Now I would advise it to everyone lol x