Welker Farms 2016 - Part 3 - Harvest

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- Just bought 50 pounds of hard red wheat, 14% protein, $13. Seems like a bargain but if I buy a few tons, then it boggles my mind how cheap it sells for. Probably 1/4 the inflation adjusted cost from the 1920's. God bless machinery!
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- Small farmer❤❤❤❤😭😭
- This is what we call dedication
- You guys don’t use grain carts?
- amazing advance farming, first time see like this
- I am a Farmer, I work with cattle, sheep, horses, tractor, truck and I would like to work there! can you help me?
- Big farming field..good luck.. 👍
- ima lone and loveing it dervo oyurs mate oprewn baby im clean nee blwo jobn covid19
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- Who here 2021
- ...I cam back to a BETTER HARVEST for helping in VIZUALIZIN A BETTER HARVEST NEXT YEAR !!!! :) and wipe the 12 p a out of memery... replaced with *THIS HARVEST of 2016* !!!!! OR BETTER for NEXT HARVEST!!! :)

amen

oh for EVERYONE ABUNDANT HARVESTS!!! CUZ THERE REALLY IS ENUF FER EVERYONE!!!! BLESSINGS AND GOOD HARVEST TO ALL!!! :)

amen
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- Hey farmer you a need driver or helper i need thiS job argent??
- And on the eighth day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, “I need a caretaker.” So God made a farmer.

God said, “I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the field, milk cows again, eat supper, then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board.” So God made a farmer.

“I need somebody with arms strong enough to wrestle a calf and yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild…somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry, have to wait for lunch until his wife’s done feeding visiting ladies – then tell the ladies to be sure and come back real soon – and mean it.” So God made a farmer.

God said, “I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a newborn colt… and watch it die, then dry his eyes and say ‘Maybe next year.’ I need somebody who can shape an ax handle from a persimmon sprout, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire, who can make a harness out of hay wire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. Who, planting time and harvest season, will finish his 40-hour week by Tuesday noon and then, painin’ from tractor back, put in another 72 hours.” So God made a farmer.

God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double-speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds and yet stop in mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor’s place. So God made a farmer.

God said, “I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bales, yet gentle enough to yean lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink-combed pullets, who will stop his mower for an hour to splint the broken leg of a meadowlark.”

It had to be somebody who’d plow deep and straight and not cut corners. Somebody to seed, weed, feed, breed, and brake, and disk, and plow, and plant, and tie the fleece and strain the milk, and replenish the self feeder… and finish a hard week’s work with a 5-mile drive to church.

Somebody who’d bale a family together with the soft, strong bonds of sharing… who would laugh, and then sigh… and then reply with smiling eyes when his son says that he wants to spend his life doing what Dad does. So God made a farmer.
- That's a lot of grain
- O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!

America! America!
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!