I have reached the busy season as an off the farm working mom. The months of May-July get pretty hectic and I can tell it by the piles of laundry, heaps of dirty dishes and not knowing what our own crop looks like. Mr. Farmer knows that during these busy months he is better off giving me a few minutes of alone time to collect myself from the day so I can better serve the Lord and my family. Funny what a little bit of alone time can do for a lady. Can I get an Amen?
So the other night I decided to go out on my own little crop tour. I didn't see all of the fields, but got a pretty good idea of where our crops were at. One might think that as a farm wife I should know how the crop is doing. I somewhat do, but there are nights when Mr. Farmer and I don't want to talk about farming or how the crop is. So we don't. We enjoy each other's company and that's that.
The last month or so has been plenty dry in the southern Red River Valley. We couldn't seem to catch a break. The storms would build to the west, they would reach us and break apart. The crops were crying in desperation as hard as we were praying. Last night our prayers were answered and we caught about 3 inches during the middle of the night. Lots of thunder and lightning kept the littles up, but what a blessing that rain was! Here's to hoping we all have timely rains and enough growing degree days to produce crops that feed the world.
I'm Lisa, a farm wife, mom and old lady at heart (or my husband tells me so). Agriculture, quilting, and baking were my first loves and now I get to enjoy them with my family!