It’s a sure sign that harvest time has gone into full swing when I get a call from Knut saying “I’m going to be driving past the house in 5 minutes, can you bring my supper out to the road?”
That’s soy bean harvest. I’ll know they’ve finished the beans and have moved onto corn harvest when he says, “Hey, I’m driving by the house in 5 minutes. Can you bring supper out to the road, and maybe some pop, a thermos of coffee, and a big bag of popcorn and a couple sandwiches because it’s going to be a late night…”
Those 5 minute warning phone calls (well…sometimes I get 15 minute warning phone calls, but those always end up being 45 minutes and everything is cold by then) throw the household into a tizzy as the little ones are put in high chairs or play pens, I put on some loud music, and pull things out of the fridge. The pressure to get supper ready on time increases as even 5 minutes late can mean that Knut won’t be able to eat for another few hours. I wouldn’t like having supper hours late, but he rarely complains when that happens.
It’s that time of year when we have to make sure that the bikes aren’t left on the driveway because semi trucks are often passing through. The kids are already asking when they can get a combine ride with Grandpa.
It’s that time of year when Knut is always present around our house, and needs immediate help when he calls, but I get the evenings to knit or sew for hours without distraction.
The amber waves of grain in front of our house will soon be given a haircut. The kids and I have been having a lot of fun, as their behavior has finally turned and we can enjoy fun times without all the whining and arguing. I’m very thankful that we’ve gotten over that hump for this time.
As I posted on Facebook yesterday, Elias brought me a dandelion turned white yesterday. He brought it to the back door where I met him, and he handed it to me very solemnly and said, “You’re bu-full, Mom.” Then he turned and left.
David’s birthday is just around the corner. Our wild child will soon be 6.
He wants a racecar-rockstar-crocodile party.
I’m not sure how to do a cake for that…
Candis Berge says
September 27, 2011 at 1:34 pmI remember (not fondly) bringing meals to the field during harvest. However, harvest itself was exciting; our yearly paycheck out in the field and soon to be in the bins! Please… no rain…
Have you done many crockpot meals? That would be great for those short notice phone calls…
Hugs!
Mom says
September 27, 2011 at 1:46 pmGreat idea, Candis! By the way, I’m glad David wants a racecar-rockstar-crocodile party. The gift that is on it’s way should fit right in!
Lise says
September 27, 2011 at 4:09 pmOh no 🙁 I didn’t want this post to end, I had way too much fun dreaming myself over to your house while I was reading it!
And racecar-rockstar-crocodile party is the best party there is!
Penny says
September 27, 2011 at 4:42 pmHmmm…maybe a crocodile wearing sunglasses and driving a musically-decorated racecar? (I’m NOT that talented, but I’ve got a great picture of it in my mind!)
Lisa Joy says
September 27, 2011 at 6:22 pmThat sounds so familiar! 🙂 It is a crazy time of year, but there is so much beauty in it. 🙂 We truly are blessed. 🙂
tiffany says
September 28, 2011 at 5:11 pmThe harvest bustle is in full flurry in our small farming community as well.
As the kids and I did our Bible time this morning, I had to smile at the passage in James that we read. I blogged about it this morning and prayed for an extra measure of energy and joy for you blessed farmwives during this busy time.
As I blogged this today, I thought of you and thought I would share it with you.
Happy day!
Tiffany
http://fetteredheart.blogspot.com/2011/09/harvest-of-righteousness.html