Harvest Time

Since I was raised in towns and cities, I have had limited farming experience. Typical American, I guess.

Now, I had more than some people, since my dad’s best friend when I was little had a cool farm, where he raised corn, tobacco, sugar cane, cattle and hogs. It’s where I met my first real horse, Babe, a gray mare. I especially loved the hogs, because they were very friendly and were quite colorful. Some had curly coats.

And my favorite memories are of harvests. Blackberry picking at the abandoned chicken coop was fun for all us kids, but the most exciting was the sugar cane harvest. Oh my gosh, that was noisy, busy, and sugary. It was such a treat to sample the fresh cane juice and suck on a cane. I’m so glad my brother and I got to see this.

In grad school, I lived in an urban oasis in the middle of huge corporate farms in Illinois. Where the town stopped, corn and soybeans began. I learned a lot from the endless TV commercials for herbicides, fertilizers, and hybrid seed, even if I wasn’t a farmer. Driving through Illinois at night during harvest time in the fall was spooky, because you’d see immense combines out in the friends with bright lights, plus all the trucks lined up to take corn or beans off to be sold and stored.

Here in Texas, I’m learning a bit about ranch work by living next to our cattle lease. There isn’t much farming here in Walker’s Creek, so mostly I watch corn, cotton, and other crops being grown from a distance.

However, there’s one cultivated field across the road from us that belongs to the folks across the street. I think some elected official farms it. They rotate crops, like good farmers.

Last year it was cotton. I hate cotton years, because they spray herbicides, which messes up me trying to grow anything. This year I believe the crop is sorghum, which they also call maize here. It’s been really pretty the last few weeks, as it’s a reddish orange.

Harvest started yesterday, and since I am a city person, I’ve enjoyed watching the process. First a really big piece of equipment showed up in two pieces. One harvests the seed and the other holds the harvest. The whole deal is pulled by a tractor, I think. Or the tractor just pulled the harvesting thing over here.

Hoppers showed up next. The big harvester shoots sorghum into the hoppers periodically, then goes out and gets more seeds. Soon, very large semi trucks arrive, and all the hoppers get emptied into them. They take the grain away to wherever grain goes.

It’s really cool to watch the harvest. And yes, we don’t harvest in the autumn. This stuff and corn are both harvested in July, since it never rains in the summer. They’ll put in a cover crop or something in a little while.

I’d know a lot more about the harvesting if I just asked someone, but I’ve had more fun just watching and trying to figure it out for myself. Like I have mentioned many times, I’m easily entertained.

And I learned more about sorghum by going down a Wikipedia rabbit hole and reading Sorghum 101 (linked above). I learned not all of it is sweet and there are a lot of different kinds for different uses, like animal feed, flour, and biofuel, not to mention sugar from sweet sorghum. By the way, the US is the leading producer of this crop.