Last fall, Harland planted winter wheat, so-called because it germinates in the fall, and then lies dormant through the winter.
It began to grow again in early spring turning into a lush green carpet before sprouting seed heads, the last act of its life.
Once the seed heads matured, the plant began to die turning the familiar golden brown.
As it dries out, Harland tests it periodically looking for the optimum moisture content ensuring it will store well in the grain bins after harvest.
Lately, Harland has been tuning up the combine.
Wheat harvest is just around the corner.
I’ll have more posts about the wheat when harvest begins.
————> Thursday: A forgotten old-fashioned climbing rose in the corner of the field.
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good job Suzanne.
Ahhh…there is such an order in your wheat fields. I feel the same way when I drive past a field of freshly round-baled hay. Such a sense of peace and order and that all is right with the world.
May your harvest this year be beyond bountiful…
Thank you Willow. Funny you should mention baling hay. That’s coming up too.
Thank you for sharing your stories, pictures, and life with us Suzanne. It occurred to me that I don’t comment all that often, but I do stop by almost every day to read your blog. It’s one of my favorite little daily activities and I keep up with your farm the same way my husband keeps up with the news.
Oh Thank you Maegan. I love doing this and it makes it all the more enjoyable to hear from all of you. Thanks again.
Suzanne, no one but you could make a wheat field so beautiful. All I kept thinking was, wow who knew wheat was so pretty? It seems like it grew so fast too! My gosh the work is never done is it? Keep up the good work.
Just lovely, Suzanne. I think you do have a knack for making just about anything look beautiful through your photography. *sigh*
Thank you Justina! Beauty is really all around, I just need to seek it out.
The wheat pictures are just lovely. There’s so much about your site that teaches me all the hard work is involved with my food. You know if you don’t have a garden even…..you forget where food comes from.
Thanks for the reminder and of course you/hubs hard work.
Thanks Julie. Now get out there and buy more Wheat Chex. (Just kidding) 🙂
I’ve always thought winter wheat was amazing – that it’s planted in the fall, and so beautiful in the spring and early summer. That last photo is gorgeous!
I’ve always enjoyed looking at the different stages of wheat fields. Beautiful pictures – thanks for sharing with all of us.
Suzanne! Your photos in this post are gorgeous! The first shot is so beautiful! I wish I could be there to see it in person. Your photos have always been fantastic, but I can see that you are just getting better and better. You go girl!
P.S. I am sorry I haven’t been keeping up with commenting every day on your blog. I am still a fan of your blog and I feel like you are my friend! I have been trying to not spend as much time on the computer…which is a good thing. It is so easy to get completely consumed with the blogs I read…there are such wonderful and talented people out there…I could just read on forever!! In fact, as I type this, my 9 year old son, is standing right behind me, patiently waiting to show me something on the computer…so…I must go for now…will be back later to catch up on the posts I have missed on your blog!! Bye for now!
Hey, been there. Sometimes we all just need to step away from the computer.
Oh my. Bonnie is right, your photos are so beautiful! I could see using many of them as art work. I alwas enjoy getting a glimpse of farm life. It always reminds me of home. My dad ran a grain elevator in Missouri so I know all about teating moisture.
The old timers used to test it with their teeth, bite down on it, and they could tell if it was ready that way.
Oh beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain.
For purple mountain majesties, above the fruited plain….
America,America, God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood, from sea to shining sea.
Oh your wheat photos are beautiful and the above song came to mind. Thank you so much for sharing your farm. I remember well the harvest my dad had on our farm. Hope all goes well for Harland as he brings in the crops. Hugs!
Thank you Becky. I think of that often when I see ripe wheat in the sun.