Peevish Pen

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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Cutting Silage

All day, I've listened to the sound of a tractor and bigs truck. Across the road, the cornfield is being cut to provide silage for the milk cows at a nearby dairy.

From my study window—and from my front yard—I have a front-row seat for the action.

Part of the field has been cut.
My lawn is in the foreground.

Behind the standing corn (r. of the tree-clump) is the tractor and a truck.

You can see it better here.

 A tractor cuts the corn, chops it up, and blows it into the bed of a truck that runs parallel to the tractor. When one truck is full, an empty  pulls beside the tractor.

A loaded truck heads for the farm up the road . . .

. . . and another returns.

Tractor fills truck. This happens over and over.

A closer look.

Empty catches up to almost-filled truck.
The tip of Smith Mountain is visible above the filled truck.

When one truck is full, another pulls in to catch the silage. I'm amazed how easy this looks from a distance. But silage-cutting is tedious and requires skill; the drivers have to pay attention so the silage doesn't get dumped on the ground.

By five p.m., the field is almost done.

The tractor turns to get the last section.
The truck maneuvers into position.

The bare field.

The result of today's labor will feed the dairy cows this winter. Now you know where your milk really comes from.

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Blogger Kimberly said...

There were quite a few dairy farmers in the area where I grew up. I can remember the silage trucks going up and down the road and there was always some silage flying off of the truck. It covered our driveway!


6:13 PM  
Blogger Becky Mushko said...

That's happened here in years past, but these trucks had covers that pulled up when they were loaded.

6:38 PM  
Blogger Sweet Virginia Breeze said...

My next door neighbor has been cutting silage the last few days. He doesn't have a cover on his truck so the road is covered with silage.

8:31 PM  
Blogger CountryDew said...

Great post!

8:43 PM  
Blogger Lisa @ Two Bears Farm said...

Awesome. It is always so nice to see a bare field at the end of the day. We cut hay and normally get 2 cuts a summer, but we left the horses on our hay field a little too long this spring and it looks like we probably won't get a second cutting this time around.

8:06 AM  
Blogger Franz X Beisser said...

Those are heartwarming pictures. It is amazing what hard work and organization can get done. Now, if only the government could take a hint.

6:05 PM  

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