More Harvest Pictures

Just a few more pictures that I took on Wednesday evening. We moved from Squirrel to Green Timber about 6:00 p.m. to the 270 acres we farm on the Stegelmeier Place. So while I was waiting with dinner and for everyone come from Squirrel, I tooke these pictures.

This is looking to the south and at the white elevator in Lamont. It is in one of my other pictures from my Wednesday post. Somebody sure had a lot of grain to cut. It rained this a.m. so we are not cutting today. We still have 550+ acres to go.

This is looking east at theTeton range from the Stegelmeier Place. This is Red Mountain.

Looking west. I call thiscomposition "Red Grain Cart in the Sunset." I think I could make it into a song.

Pretty picture of the Tetons and the trees. Notice "Stacks" on the bridge. Our favorite grain truck.

This is called "I am the King of Combining."

This is called "I am the King of Dirt."

This is the picture I took from Highland. I look at it and it almost seems like I photoshopped that tree and field onto a background. But no, it came out this way. It is a good shot.

Harvest Moon and Skinwalkers!

Just thought I would post some more pictures of the harvest work for all our farming fans. that would be Morgan, Camille, Julie, Jamie, Gabe and anyone else who likes the look of our beautiful scenery. I took these pictures on Monday and Tuesday. I was lucky enough to get up to the field with dinner on Monday evening just at dusk when the sun went down and the moon came up within 15 - 20 minutes of each other. These pictures are all taken at our Highland place in Squirrel about 12 miles southeast of where we live. Highland is about 420 acres and takes 2 - 3 days to cut.

The moon coming up over the Teton range

Kristine driving the #10 truck

Zack in the combine on the northwest field at Highland.Looking at the Tetons before this field was cut.

Another shot of the moon over the Tetons. This full moon and the big trees contributed to a silly story I have to tell on myself. After I took these pictures, I had to drive a full truck down to Ashton. Kent and Zack were far away and I was in the field by myself waiting for Kent to fill the truck. It was getting dark and I had to walk through the field a ways to get over to the truck when I started to hear an eerie sort of noise. I don't know why, but I immediately thought, "Oh my gosh, it's a skinwalker, and it must be hiding in the trees." I got myself pretty scared and I started running toward the truck. I could hear that scarey sound and I just wanted to get to one of the trucks. I had to remind myself there are no skinwalkers and then I calmed down. Of course it was not a skinwalker. What it was, was the Mexicans who live in a house about a half mile away across the field to the north playing their Mexican music really loud and that's what I heard. It sounded like a skinwalker to me. So that was embarassing and I'm really glad no one saw me tearing across the field as fast as I could go.

Tuesday afternoon from Highland looking toward the Tetons. Just over the hill of our back Highland field is Conant Creek. If you have read "The Virginian" and I recommend it, Conant Creek figures in the book when the Virginian is tracking the cattle rustlers from Wyoming. He finds them in Fremont Co. Idaho and hangs them from a tree near Conant Creek. So if you read the book, you now have a picture in your mind of where the rustlers came to an ignominious end.

Zack rounding the north tree. If you remember there are three big trees on this hill. for those of you not so familiar with the hill, it is where we went tubing two years ago on President's Day weekend.

Cutting around the tree.

Looking northeast toward Marsden's field. That is our semi and International truck.

A veiw of the trees from the east side of the hill.

Kent and Zack. Zack in the combine and Kent in the tractor.

Kent heading off to dump the grain into the trucks.

Zack and the combine.

It was so dusty it looked like we were digging dirt.

Alan said we might have got 60 bushels/acre. Pretty good for no rain all summer.

Happy Harvest everyone. So far we are all healthy and safe. Zack got one of his fingers smashed and it ripped off a pretty good chunck off the side and his nail turned blue. He will probably lose it. The nail not the finger. Today Alan smashed two of his fingers and his nails have also turned blue. Oh, and a hornet stung me today as I was mowing the lawn. Other than that, we are healthy and strong. We hope we stay safe. Working with this machinery and driving the trucks can be scarey at times, so we feel blessed when we make it through another harvest safely.

September Harvest

I'm so bad at posting on my blog. I have been a little busy, but finally had some time today to get this done. After I conducted my first DUP meeting today, I came home with muchos groceries and knew I was late to get lunches out to the field. As soon as I walked in the door the phone rang and it was Zack asking if I could bring a lunch out to him. I got his and Alan's lunches ready (tuna sandwiches (2), peanut better sandwich, banana, oreos (5), cheetos, and fresca) and took them out to them. Zack was at the Holland place and couldn't get his combine started and the AC wasn't working. Bummer. I gave him his lunch and dashed off up through Grainville to Squirrel to George's place where Alan was working. I drove into the buildings and Alan was way far away combining, so I had to wait for him to come up by me. I thought I would take some photos since I had remembered the camera. The photos aren't great, but that's OK. We started harvesting grain yesterday, and are getting a slow start. But then we had a slow planting season to0.

I also added these pics below of when I was down in SLC in mid August. Just some candid shots of everybody.

Leah climbing the stairs.

For those of you who weren't there, YOU MISSED OUT ON THESE! They were yummy. Ask Rebecca, she'll tell you how to make them. Very easy.

Craziness in the pool. I wasn't sure if they were all trying to get on this floating device or keep each other off.

Cute pictures of summer swimming.

I aked Maren to do this, so don't believe that she was being sour at me.

Pretty babies!

At George's Alan in the distance.

The #10 truck all filled up and ready to go to the elevator.

Alan filling the semi.

Zinnias out in front of the fence.

A big brown sunflower with a bee in it.

One of my four cabbages.

Green tomatoes and green peppers galore!

I need it to stay warm for another month so I can make salsa from them.

My cherry 'maters have just begun to turn red. They are GOOD!

The chokecherries. You want them, you pick them. The last time I picked chokecherries, I fell off the ladder and into the tree and hurt myself pretty bad. I had a stretched groin and didn't recover for about a week. Soo, I haven't done that again.

white onions all in a row. I have three rows of white and yellow onion for salsa and storage.

My jalapenos. There are about 12 on this bush.

Please turn red!

Beautiful sugar daddy petunias.

My beautiful Champlain rose. It's a hardy one.

I picked these flowers on saturday and took them to church on Sunday. They look a little ragged now, but they were beautiful. Very autumnal.