Thursday, June 7, 2007

June 7


Enjoy the view of the day-crossing the Red River into Texas.

The day started out very humid, and we were working in a weedy field the day before, so with a late start in store because of the grain moisture, we were able to go into Frederick to do some much needed laundry.

We managed to finish the field we were on and then made the move to start on the Texas fields. There had been a lot of rain, and we were not really looking forward to getting stuck, but with the wind and the heat from the past couple of days, the field was reasonably solid. That was the good part, the bad part was the wind and heavy rain had taken a toll on the stand of the wheat, and most of it was broken down, which made for some tough picking. Even with the move to another field and starting late, we still managed to cover 100 acres.

The weather was impressive, with the dry line just east a few miles from where we were cutting. We were able to watch as the small line of clouds turned into some massive thunderheads, and we had quite a light show for most of the evening.
Fortunately, it was moving NE, so we missed any bad weather, at least from that one. They are calling for the possibility of some storms over the weekend...our fingers are crossed so they miss us.

We did some banking at the local bank in town, one of the last community owned banks. The manager was really accomodating, so we thought to show our appreciation for his help, we would give him a couple of Canadian beer that we had brought with us. The problem was how to present them to him, in his place of business. Here's the conversation-

Marilyn: Thanks for your help, here's a couple of Canadian "cucumbers" for you. They are warm so you might want to put them in the fridge for a while, "cucumbers" are a lot better cold.
Manager: Thanks, a lot.
Marilyn: I hope you like "cucumbers", if you don't partake in them, you can give them to your tellers.
Manager: Oh, no, I really like "cucumbers". As a matter of fact, I think I consume to many of them sometimes.

The end of a productive day...

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