The wheat heads are bending in their harvest pose. But harvest is likely several days away after another 1.95 inches of rain fell since Friday (1 inch Friday, 0.60" on Saturday and 0.35" on Sunday).
Our combine is in the shop right now anyway, since the guys discovered that mice or packrats had chewed through a lot of wiring over the winter. They are supposed to bring it back tonight or tomorrow morning.
I went out this morning to see if I could find dewdrops on the ripe wheat heads to illustrate the soggy conditions. But the sun and a slight breeze had already dried the ripe heads. The breeze sure didn't blow the mosquitoes away!
If you look closely, you can see plenty of raindrops collected on the downed wheat. With additional rain, there are even more pockets of wheat "lying down on the job." I may not have gotten the photo I intended to capture this morning, but my tennis shoes, socks and pants were soaked after my morning foray into the fields.
Like diamonds, the dew dotted the day lilies, which bloomed while I was in Wichita at the
Great Plains UMC annual conference.
It was a nice "Welcome home!" Every time they bloom, I think of
Katherine, who moved into this house as a young bride and planted those lilies years ago. I've been enjoying them for 30 years now. We plant seeds in life. We may never realize the way they blossom far into the future.
