Camera Clicks and Commentary from a Kansas Farm Wife
Thursday, October 26, 2017
Sunrise and Sunset on a Milo Crop
A pastel blanket of sky snuggled in over the milo field behind our house. The pink tinges I'd glimpsed while filling my coffee cup lured me outside on a brisk October morning.
The sunrise is a lesson in celebrating the moment:
Miracles come in moments.
Be ready and willing.
The sky shifts subtly, minute by minute, as more sunlight streaks the sky.
And then the sunrise gives way to the day. While photographers talk about the "golden hour" at dusk, the first light of morning also colors the world in a unique brand of light.
Later that same day (Tuesday), Randy began harvesting the milo, also known as grain sorghum. We only had 110 acres to cut, including the field behind our house where I watched the sunrise, and another a mile south.
We planted the crop on May 26. (Click here for a blog post that shows its progress through the summer.)
This harvest only took a couple of afternoons. The field behind the house yielded 62.4 bushels per acre, while the south field was 61 bushels per acre. Another fall task is crossed off the list.