boys, their cousins (and Uncle) from England all helping — for a few minutes, at least. Won’t know yields until I get the grain threshed and winnowed. It looks better than the past few efforts, but still not the 300 pounds I was aiming for when I fenced off the 3,000 sq. ft.
Ah, wheat harvest. Truly one of life’s most wonderful experiences.
“Plant a kernel of wheat and you reap a pint; plant a pint and you reap a bushel.†🙂