Blazing Trails Last Thursday

The orange is Hubby on the tractor

while I follow with cold drinks

The weather was summer warm Thursday.

You know it's dry when dogs can make a dust cloud.

I got into a small predicament.

Walked down to Hubby with a cold drink

 and bribed him to help me out.

He did and I left "while the getting was good".

We were unable to access this fence except by foot.

 Hubby worked so we can drive by and repair easier.

The drought is showing 

but some of the trees are changing colors too.

And that was one more day At The Farm.

A Rain!!!!

 The worst drought since 1937 has affected many states.  Stockman are selling out and farm are drying up.  Tuesday we received a great blessing.

My youngest grandson and daughter running

through the beautiful rain.

From my porch

I captured the downpour.

I did not measure it.

I only said, Thank you.

The Mag 125

Chilmark Hay, 1951 by Thomas Hart Benton

Once again,

I am stumped

The picture's real

I'm in a slump.

Farmer John has hay

And green grass galore

We have nothing

Just dead grass and spores.

I guess I'm suffering

From hay envy now.

Can't cut, can't rake

Can't even plow.

Cattle auctions are full

Selling into the night

Trailers lined up

Far outta sight.

Trying not to fail

Survival mode in place

This county is going to...well,

Pray for rain and say Grace.

Join the fun at THE MAG.

We Have No Fire...

except in the sky.  It is most intense.  Rain and moisture is a sweet dream that hasn't come.

Many are selling their cattle because there is no hay.  We are lucky to be able to irrigate our pasture but the cows seem to be ahead of the grass we have.  We are feeding range pellets.

The very sad part is it's not just our state but the states that grow much of the country's food. 

Light a candle and pray for rain...but don't drop it in the grass.