Sorry for all of you who have been following this saga on Facebook, but I thought the blog needed one post about the corn field. You see, this is a big deal. It is the first time in 27 years of farming on this Island that this farm has planted and harvested corn. It was the dream of my husband and this year it became a reality. Having grown up surrounded by corn fields, I never really thought one person could get so excited about a field of corn. But his excitement was contagious, both to myself and Joash.
There were many trips to check on the corn after it was planted.
And then Monday was the day. The day to chop corn. While my almost three year old is usually pretty excited to get up in morning, I have never seen him as ready for a day as that morning. He ate his breakfast quickly, got dressed easily and then stood by the door and declared, "I am ready to go to the farm!"
We bagged it this year and there was more corn silage there than anyone thought. We filled one 200ft bag and almost two 150 ft bags.
Joash was very pleased that he got to ride along and help chop the corn.
Now to see how things go in the winter. We hope that it all pays off.
But my favorite part in all of this...seeing the man I love, doing something he loves. Working the earth. Learning as he goes. Being surprised by the results. Putting a crazy long week of work in, but waking up every morning happy, eager to go, ready for the day. That is why we do this. That is why we share this. That is the life of a farmer.
|Joash took this picture with Wilbert's phone. It is my favorite.|