Harvest is the time of year I look forward to the most, and I think most farmers will agree. As a farmer’s daughter, I watch my dad literally work day in and day out all year round in preparation for harvest. Whether it be making repairs on equipment late at night, tearing up the fields and planting seed, spraying the crops for pests and diseases, or walking through the fields to check how the crops are progressing through the season – it all leads up to what we are here for… harvest.
It’s the time of year where a farmer can physically see if his or her hard work has paid off; where you watch the grain fill the hopper, and know you are supplying feed for livestock, food for millions of people, and many more products worldwide.
It’s the time of year when the air smells of freshly cut fields.
It’s the time of year when you use a walkie-talkie radio instead of a cell phone.
It’s the time of year when you wear boots EVERYWHERE.
It’s the time of year when you don’t eat as a family at the dinner table, but instead, eat sack lunches in the field.
It’s the time of year when you drink out of more water jugs than cups.
It’s the time of year when you still see headlights out in the field at 9:00 at night.
It’s the time of year when you work together as a team and a family.
Harvest time holds some of my fondest memories. Despite how much everything has changed over the years, whether it be the technology, equipment, or seed, the things that I have listed of what makes harvest, harvest have always been the same. As a child, the voices of my dad and uncle talking on the radio echoed in our kitchen, and I would fall asleep to the sound of grain falling into our metal bin outside my window. The fact that these memories are still happening to this day 20 odd years later, is heartwarming… and, in a way, I relive my childhood every harvest.