I think a need a new calendar. The one’s that I have say that it is the last couple of days of July. But then I go outside and it is 60 some degrees and wet. Plus it’s green outside. WTH? This can’t be NW OK in July. The calendar must be wrong. After 5 years of 113 degree summer days from May to September, I guess it’s good to finally have some cool and wet. The people that planted sowed feed and milo look pretty smart this year. The wheat followed by double-crop beans will work. They should have a heckuva crop.
It doesn’t matter what time of year it is, when it is wet, goats get the shits. I like the moisture. But, now I am thinking, heck it is almost August, I better get a grazing crop plan together for this winter. I might want to take advantage of this soil moisture and drill in August. Triticale vs. wheat. Turnips? Maybe some deep tillage radishes. WInter peas? I might ought to get with Heith Sander and get seed ordered and actually have a plan in place. Planning ahead? That’s somewhat a new concept for me.
Combine all of my career changes, a cool, wet summer and I don’t even know if I need a calendar anymore. Things still seem to happen without much planning. All I know for sure is that when I see pics of me feeding critters at a zoo is that there is more gray than black on my head and I’m thicker than I used to be. The calendar says that I should start working out tomorrow. My butt cheek says, “It’s going to be a few more days. Better buy pants with a bigger waist, fat ass.” Once again, the calendar is wrong.
Have a good day and a better tomorrow, no matter what month or date it is. Stay flexible but not limp.