Last night I hurried home from work because a storm was brewing. It split in two and went past us to the north and the south. It poured in town, but we didn't get enough to register on the rain guage. To the south in Bison, there was baseball-sized hail.
It was impressive enough to grab the camera and capture the moment. The weather this year has been so unusual. High humidity, high heat, and a late start for planting. Who knows how things will turn out. Sometimes it seems like getting hailed out and collecting the crop insurance would pay the best. If the crop is harvested and other places do poorly, the demand goes up and the price we sell at is higher.
Now there is a sprayer from Cenex stuck in the mud at the bottom of the cornfield in front of the house. Farm-fresh quicksand.
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