Here is the catch-up post I promised about what has been happening on our farm since wheat harvest ended.
My Farmer spent several days in this souped-up rig, planting short-season soybeans (that means it takes less days for them to reach maturity) into some of the wheat stubble.
Check out this bad boy.
He ran very long hours – hoping to get all the beans in the ground before a chance of rain. Once the rain came (thankfully), we went on a family outing My Farmer refers to as “Land Looking.”
On a land looking venture, one drives about, examining one’s own crops, critiquing neighbor’s crops, checking rain gauges, carry (how firm the ground is), and weeds.
It also provides opportunities for snapping cute photos.
We had an unpleasant surprise on one of our sojourns:
Someone left us a present on the road. We wish we could have returned it.
And so began the tire-changing ritual that all rural dwellers come to know well.
Of course, Dad had plenty of help, so I just took pictures.
Cowgirl and her buddy went for a walk.
*insert 'Andy Griffith Show' theme song here*
“Hey buddy, we have a flat tire. Do you want to help change it?”
LOOOOOOOONG pause...
He answers, without even looking up from the book and I swear while he is still reading, “No thanks. I’m sure my brother can handle it.”
The switch was made and we were on our way again.
In other, unrelated news, I’ve been trying to do some cleaning in
THE PIT OF DISPAIR
(the basement storage room).
Look what we found:
Why yes, those ARE two "Atari" computers - one from each of our respective childhoods...
And who knows why, but they were extremely good for brotherly bonding. They asked to read a book together before bedtime. This is how I found them (in my bed) an hour later.
While visions of Asteroids danced in their heads...
Our farming tasks have become focused on cutting and baling hay, getting all the machinery ready for corn harvest (hoping to avoid a repeat of the first several days of wheat harvest) and keeping the weeds at bay.
So tell me, where is the weirdest place you have ever had a flat tire?
Aw, look at them two sleeping together! (where did you sleep then??)
I had a flat tire on a dark stretch of road once. My then boyfriend (now ex) came to my rescue, while I sat in my car, doors locked, sipping my frappuccino.
I honestly can’t remember having a flat tire, except in the driveway at home where the CAA could come rescue me.
I was thinking about you yesterday as we drove through the surrounding farmland and tried to decide how high the corn was now, and calling out the crops as we passed. (we’re weird, husband and I) Our corn looks to be about eight to ten inches high now, up from about four or five last week. 
I love to watch the crops growing. There were huge round bales of hay, and timothy looking nearly ready to harvest. It’s special to live in a city where you are are very close to the farms. I love that!
Oh we too have had our scare of flats. They usually seem to happen either in a down pour, or when the flies are at their best.
I love your sense of humor. (It really makes your posts)
Yep we have hit the season of getting ready as well for hay making the next few weeks will tell the tale of long hot dusty days, goota luv the season.
take care