I love a good breeze!

Hey, I like a good breeze as much as the next guy, but if the winds keep up I'm going to decided the only good breeze is Drew Breeze!


I had short rated Memama's winter wheat crop on the fifteenth.  last week I had gone in and done a modification for the certification at FSA.  So all that was left was to destroy the crop.  I didn't want to plow the already dry ground so I decided to spray the wheat with PowerMax RoundUp.  We just needed the wind to cooperate a little.


Yesterday morning we got a break with the wind and Slats hauled a load of water and got the sprayer out and prepped.  When I arrived I gave him the load instructions and while he loaded the chemical and water, I programmed the flow controller for the desired rate.  By lunch we had finished two fields and moved three times.  I was kind of in a groove and would have liked to have kept spraying, but for some reason the guys like to get paid every Friday.


So we loaded another load and decided to break for lunch.  It was as good a time as any as we needed another load of water.


I went to the office at Memama's house and wrote checks for the farm, paid Frances, and sent Reid's church camp scholarship Memama promised him.  I grabbed a soft drink and some left over chicken  and got in the hands pickup with the water tank.  They had taken mine to cash their checks.  As I was driving down the road (headed to get water) I met them and they just circled in behind me.  When we got to the gin I ran by the post office and the bank before going back to the sprayer. 


Still, by the time they got back to the field I was out of water and waiting on them.  We loaded and I sent Dakota to the barn in my truck and sent Slats back to top the water nurse tank and head for the last farm.


By 5:30 in the evening Memama was out of the wheat business.


By 6 pm. the sprayer and nurse tank were in the barn and locked up for the weekend.


On my way home I stopped by Blackland Smokehouse to  get barbecue, as I walked out with the bag of food the norther hit.  Dust was everywhere.


It was almost disheartening spraying yesterday and seeing how dry and cracked the ground is.  We are getting in really bad shape at a high rate of speed.


Oh well, we will get it when we re supposed to get it.  Someone much bigger than you and I is in charge of that!


FATHER, thank YOU for the break from the wind.  We ask for YOUR rain blessing for this dry parched earth.