Upon
returning to the farm on Monday (Aug. 18), I was delighted to see that I didn’t
miss harvest after all. The spring wheat still stands in our fields. “Don’t get
too excited,” says Mike; “we may yet miss harvest.”
I
watched as the neighbor’s field across the draw was plowed. I don’t think it
was really plowed up, but they at least knocked down the stubble. We don’t know
the reason for this. Is it fire prevention? Is it better preparation for next
year’s crop? The farmer tells us that he will plant these fields in the spring.
I did a load of laundry this morning – not more than I could quickly remove from the line if the harvesters showed up. They didn’t.
I picked two zucchini, one tomato, and a handful of strawberries yesterday. We had a BLT for lunch. Delicious!
A couple of hummingbirds are still here, so I put out more nectar. However, some little buzzing insects are making it difficult for the hummers to get to the feeders. The wasps (or whatever they are) also plague Bess.
At dusk last night, two relatively small whitetail bucks with largish racks entered the yard and commenced to eat pears off the old tree in the orchard. They’ve been here before and have already consumed the fruit off the lower branches. I tried to get a picture through the window in the bathroom, but it was too dark They didn’t stay long once they saw us, but our presence is not much of a deterrent.
Mike left on his bicycle at 7:30 a.m., so I walked Bess and took more pre-harvest photos. KW
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