The Blessing of the Harvest

No more than at this time of year do I love being a farmers wife. There is something to the law of the harvest. There is nothing more fulfilling than family and friends coming together to reap what we have sown. To look over the vast acres that we have planted, plowed, and watered is somewhat of a spiritual experience. For a little boy, the farm is a wonderland. Being able to go to work with his father, drive the tractor, and play in the dirt, could there possibly be anything more thrilling? I am thankful that my son's will be able to work the land with their father just like the many generations before.
They will truly understand the Blessing of the Harvest. There is no better place to learn hard work than at the farm. The legacy of Grandpa Roy's father was passed to him. Rhett's father Gary passed it to him. And hopefully Rhett can pass it to our sons for the fifth generation. Gary, what a gift you have given your son and now to your grandsons! You could have done no greater thing, and I thank you for being the kind of man you are.

This is how it all works in the potato cellar (the pit)

Let me clarify the video, that one cellar holds 8 million pounds of spuds, and we have 3 of those cellars. So there are a lot of potatoes!

Falling asleep on the job!

Grain Harvest

We are so thankful for the safe, fun harvest we had. We had 7% increase in yield per acre this year! And the potatoes look great. What a successful year. Not all of our family was able to come and enjoy the harvest with us, so we hope that next year more of you can come and reap The Blessing of the Harvest.