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Farmers 5 July 2018

July 6, 2018

Memories of Sugar Beet country in Minnesota where my first pastorate was…

sally gerard

Farmers have to be some of the most hopeful folks ever to exist. Bury all your financial planning for a year in the ground in various different seed varieties. If you are a dry land farmer, wait for rain to bring the seeds to sprout and reach above the ground. Now, wait some more for rain, snows in winter, and protection from cold, wind, bugs and blight.

Your plants are maturing and looking very good, best ever in fact. Oh, but wait, prices have dropped for your crop, but fear not, expenses have gone way up to make up for those low prices.

Harvest is just days away when the hail comes, more than once. And the hot wind blows a lot, and gusts into the thirties, and that best ever yield is dwindling away to, well, not enough. Do the farmers throw up their hands and cry to God?…

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2 Comments
  1. We don’t have sugar beets down here in the dry land, but north of us where they are irrigated, there are plenty. And of course, we have the smelly factory in Ft. Morgan!

    • Ah yes, that smell… like the meat packing plant back home… we always said it was the smell of money…

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