Rural Reflections

The coffee hasn’t kicked in yet, so let’s just sit here and enjoy each other’s company, Dave. Ok, it’s just engaged, let’s get after it. I only discovered coffee in my late teens. Until then, I recognized the smell as it cooked and thought the percolator was magic, but had never tasted it until then. Pitching calf barn manure would have been a totally different experience with coffee, but who knew Dave? I don’t believe it would have made us work harder but the coffee breaks would have been nice. It seems odd to hope for an October or mid-October soybean harvest, Dave. People often harvest soybeans in October but that is typically the tail-end and not the front end of the harvest. The recent heat has pushed the corn and soybeans along so it appears there will be something to harvest. I haven’t scouted any corn fields yet but I plan to ask a few farmers for permission in the near future. On the home front, we have begun a better feeding system for the cats, Dave. Years ago, Lisa and I cared for two diabetic cats for about 5 years and we want to avoid a similar experience. Clyde needs to lose weight, while Clifford and Lizzie maintain theirs. We now shut the laundry room doors at night which is where lies the cat commissary.