Holy Lentils!

The guys finished up the lentils Friday afternoon (except for a wet patch that won't be ready for quite awhile) and we made the big move back home.  There's always a bit of a sigh of relief when they switch over to wheat since it's easier to cut, but M was wishing they had another thousand acres of lentils to cut the way they were running.  They averaged over 40 bushels/acre across the board.  The cool, damp July was just what they needed.

I hate to say very loudly that I have had a pretty easy harvest so far.  They must have been listening when I said I was retiring from my grain cart duties because I haven't been called into service yet.  Thank goodness R is back and taking over there.  There's a new tractor hooked up to the gran cart, and they keep tellimg me how nice it is.  I'm hard to impress, though, and would have to learn how to run it.  J had made a deal with a friend over the winter (I think there was a snowmobile involved) to help so we've had him in a truck this week. He has a lot of irons in the fire, though, so he might not be consistent help.  M woke up with the stomach flu on Friday so I was prepared to take my turn on the grain cart so R could run the combine.  M threw up and felt better so we headed to the field.  R got his 20 minutes in the combine, but that was it.  He told his girlfriend that his dad would rather poop himself in the combine than let someone else run it. He also said lentils aren't that fun to cut, so he wasn't too disappointed.

 I haven't even had to do lunches for the past four days.  My mother-in-law has been out staying in the camper and making lunch.  She wants to be involved which is great.  I missed the big move west since I was at my job that day.  K was wishing she had a picture of the pickup on the way home with five adults, one baby and three dogs.  The baby is 3 months old already and has had her first ride in the combine.  Never too young to start, I guess.  She's going to have to get used to it if she ever wants to see her daddy!

I'm not really feeling too guilty about my lack of participation so far.  I gave birth to and raised the work force so I think that should give me a pass for life.