Monday, September 1, 2008

Harvest

"The harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are few; Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he will send forth labourers into his harvest." Matthew 9:37-38
This passage came to mind while we were in the field with my uncles. They had so much to harvest and only so much time before they had to go back to school and work. It made me think of the harvest Christ was referring to in the above passage and how little time we have.
The field my uncles were working in was swathed so that they could also get straw bales from the field. That is why the grain is laying down in rows. The other method of combining is to straight combine. That is when the grain is cut and harvested at the same time. In the above picture you can see the combine picking up the stalks of grain processing it so the kernels of grain come out and then the stalks are spit out the backside to be rolled into bales.
Below is a picture from inside the combine. It is a little easier to see the grain being feed into the combine.
In order to be efficient my uncles will continue to combine while they are emptying the hopper. To do this Gib, with the tractor and hopper, would pull up along side Wes in the combine. With just a push of a button the arm on the combine would swing out and then with another push of a button Wes would empty the combines hopper into the the hopper behind the tractor. This is what that process looked like from inside the combine...
and what is looked like from a distance.
Then Gib would drive up to the truck and empty the hopper. My cousin Travis would then drive back to the farm and store the grain in one of their grain bins until it was time to take it to the grain elevator.
Running to get in the combine. Andrew and Thomas both got to drive the combine for a while. Even Caleb got to but of course he had to be on somebodies lap.
A finished straw bale coming out of the baler.
Off he goes to make more. Sliding off a bale


Playing in a sunflower field.
More running
I love the color contrasts in this picture.
An old windmill - the only remains of what used to be someones home.

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