Wild Rye

Yesterday I spend about an hour pulling wild rye from one of the fields that we farm.  This is not the rye that is made in to flour or whiskey, rather a terribly invasive cousin that, if let go, will take over a field in no time.  The seeds blow off trucks that are transporting grain.  Since it grows so much taller than wheat, it is easy to spot and easy to pull.  This is definitely "a stitch in time saves nine" type of project.

Thunder showers were predicted for the evening and these clouds look like the prediction may come true.......and it did!

Thunder heads building in the north.

Meanwhile, the wheat is just about to burst in to full head.  The heads are peaking out, making sure it is safe to come out and play.  There is still a lot of time until harvest, but right now, it looks like we have a very good crop coming on.

My grandpa used to say that if you could not see a rabbit run down the row, you would have at least a 60 bushel per acre yield.  Definitely can't see a rabbit or even Baxter chasing a rabbit down these rows!