Extremes are never good
I could have lived with out the coolest spring and summer, which leads us to the latest harvest since ’67. October will probably have some record for the most precip since “insert date”. If it was too dry we would worry about the wells carrying us thru the winter. Then we would have to haul water.
No one brags about being the biggest farmer in the area. Nor does anyone want to be the smallest.
Huge crop yields mean low prices while high prices mean you don’t have enough crop.
Somewhere in the middle is a good place to be.
William likes the saying “things are never so bad they can’t get worse and they’re never so good they can’t get better”. This year turns out to be the former. I really don’t want to see it get any worse, since I thought it was bad before this last 3+ inches of rain. One of his farm expressions is “never pray for dry weather. you might just get it”. Well, I for one have been praying but I ain’t gettin’ it.