There isn't a lot of cash cropping around Meaford, but a drive a short distance south and we're passing lots of crop fields. This is a partly combined field of wheat just outside Rocklyn. The beautiful golden wheat fields symbolize the start of the grain harvest.
But the hay harvest was finished some time before that, and there are a lot of hay fields around here, so we've seen a lot of hay bales over the summer - all a slightly greenish brown.
Many farmers here also use their balers to roll up big round bales of wheat straw after the combines have gathered the grain.
Wild Turkeys find combined wheat fields a good place to garner spilled grain.
Lots of corn fields around, which still have lots of time to grow,
And lots of soybean fields too. Most of all of these grains will find their way to an elevator like this eventually, though a small bit of it may be grown for in-farm use as livestock feed.
This is the only canola field I've seen this year. You can spot a hint of the yellow flowers that make canola such a beautiful crop earlier in the summer,
A golden barley field, though it will get harvested later than the equally golden wheat fields.
One of the more unusual crops, millet, a shorter, darker green than other crops, with feathery strands of tiny seeds at the top. This is probably proso millet, the grain type usually grown in North America..
And the most unusual we've seen this summer, a field of buckwheat blooming white in the sun. Buckwheat isn't a grain at all, but is actually related to rhubarb among other things. It best known among those who enjoy the dark, strong flavoured buckwheat honey.
A combine is a machine that combines the now out-of-date operations of reaping, threshing and winnowing. One pass trough the field and you've got it all done.
Those big combines make such fast work of it all, not like my Dad's days, cut with a mower, then turn ( or ted) the next day, another ted to make sure the hay was dry, then the baler came in,oblong ones that one person could manage by themselves. The smell of the hay, I still remember it. Bigger cropping in NZ is done in Canterbury on the flat plains, and I am sure all farmers wish for rain when the seeds are sewn.That buckwheat, I can see it waving in the breeze and would be so beautiful. With your short summers cropping must be planned with much detail.
ReplyDeleteThanks for that comprehensive round-up. Most of those scenes could be in East Anglia, though we grow very little corn - usually only odd patches as cover and feed for game birds like Pheasants and Partridges. I've also never seen buckwheat, though more new crops appear every year.
ReplyDeleteThese are wonderful shots!
ReplyDeleteI love all the rolled bales of hay.
ReplyDeleteA really great set of photos. Perfectly reflects the agrarian season.
ReplyDeleteYour farmers work a variety of different crops into their rotation.
ReplyDeleteIt is all those varied crops that give our rural farmlands the beautiful patchwork quilt colors we all enjoy so much. I never tire each day driving around our beautiful countryside. Good job explaining the differences between hay and straw. I was confused by that years ago as well.
ReplyDeleteLove all the different green colors in the fields. For some reason I just got hungry for shredded wheat. :-)
ReplyDeleteIt's that time down here too; the last cutting of hay is in, apples are ready to pick and pumpkins are at the farm stands.
ReplyDeleteSo much farm country around here and the families dairy farm has those machines to make quick work of it these days.
ReplyDeleteI can smell the hay.
ReplyDeleteWe grew alfalfa. Loved that smell when it was cut.