As of yesterday the 2019 harvest season ended. I spent a good part of the last 24 hours trying to keep the smell of manure out of my house. I failed, no amount of candles could totally rid my house of the lovely combination of pig and cow poop. The last of the crops for this year were off the fields so that meant the fields would be covered in manure. Oh well its a very small price to pay for the joy of farm life. So thankful for another safe and successful harvest season. I find myself a little more on edge when I know someone is climbing, or up in the silo running on very little sleep and working around and running heavy equipment. There are a lot of little prayers said those days and nights. With harvest done that means most evenings my husband will be home with the kids and I, with the exception of hunting of course. The kids will how ever miss ridding along in the tractor, the girls each took turns last night. A big thanks to who ever decided tractors should have buddy seats (they must have had kids). It means sometimes I only need to take one or two kids to the grocery store instead of three. Or when I couldn't getting the baby to calm down strapping him in is car seat in the tractor put him right to sleep. Not all of our tractors have buddy seats in them but if there is one with the extra seat out in a field there is about a 99% chance one of my kids or one of my nephews will be ridding along. Although i'm ready for field work to be done by this time, I know till spring ill be ready for the crazy exciting business of spring harvest to begin .
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