Wednesday, October 22, 2014
An Iowa Harvest
Even though farming in the 80's pushed me to pursue other avenues of livelihood and is why I became an engineer, I still miss it and dream of returning to the farm someday. Fall is my favorite time of the year mostly because the dreams of harvest become a reality. Whether or not the seeds were planted in good shape, whether or not we got adequate moisture, heat and sunshine, whether or not we missed hailstorms and late season winds, all matters not anymore. The cards have been dealt and all that is left to do is harvest the grains and see what hand you've been dealt.
To continue on the card analogy, this year the farmers in this region have been dealt a full house with ace's high. The crops are spectacular which makes harvesting slow. The only problem is that corn is as cheap as it every has been which is like everyone else being dealt nothing in their hands and folding early so there is nothing in the pot. At the end of the day, you rake in what chips you've won and keep on dreaming for that day when you've got the hand and everyone else at the table is thinking the same thing... but are wrong!