Almost exactly a year ago today, we drove up through our favourite swamp and came to the large fields of wheat that needed harvesting. August is the month for harvesting wheat around here. Some farmers have their own equipment, but custom crews also move though the province following the ripe grain. Not many farmers have their own grain trucks.
but we could see this big combine working at the back of the farm.
What stopped us was a tractor and its grain cart being emptied into the big grain truck.
That wheat was just pouring out of the chute, filling up the grain truck.
We didn't mind waiting and soon the tractor and its grain cart were headed back down the field. The whole episode drew us in and made us feel part of the local community for a moment. A wave to the truck driver, and we were on our way.
I love those glimpses of local life we see when we are out and about. I enjoyed this one too, FG.
ReplyDeleteThat is so cool. Do you follow Jim's blog, Jim & Barb's RV Adventures? He is working in North (or is it South?) Dakota right now, helping to harvest grain on a huge farm there. It's fascinating.
ReplyDeleteYes, that would be a pleasure to see and wait for.
ReplyDeleteIt is an iconic sight!
ReplyDeleteWe never have an issue following slow moving farm equipment on the highways and biways.
ReplyDeleteI enjoy seeing things like that too. Great pictures.
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting sight to see.
ReplyDeleteHarvesting grain creates a lot of dust , as can be seen in three of your photos; dust that's highly flammable.
ReplyDeleteA number of years ago I saw a combine burning on the hillside above the road I was on. It wasn't long before the fire crews arrived, but I'm sure the combine was a total loss.
Indeed, it is about all of us recognizing and honoring all of us, that's community, whether locally or globally. Thank FG, love your blog. I love the smell of freshly harvested grain, thanks for the reminder.
ReplyDeleteHarvest time was much later when I was a child, often extending into October. I have many happy memories of the grain being transferred by the auger into a granary. We were always told to stay far, far away from the machinery. Dad did the combining, while Mom drove the grain truck. If the harvest was really late, then as neighbours finished up, they would move to another's fields to help out.
ReplyDeleteToday's equipment is far bigger than the equipment my parents used.
Harvesting has changed a lot since I was a child. I remember driving the old John Deere with my Dad on the binder behind me. Woe to me if I took the corners wrong.
ReplyDeleteI also enjoy watching the process. We see some harvesting in the field behind us often.
ReplyDeleteSo lovely to watch.
ReplyDeleteGreat photographs.
All the best Jan