
Margie, Scott, and Lydia enjoy pie at lunch!
Wow, what a gorgeous weekend! Here in Frankenmuth beautiful fall weather means various things, depending who you talk to. I went to Bronner’s Christmas Store with my sister-in-law, Linda, and our daughters, Jamielynn and Lydia. The four of us were challenged to keep track of each other in the gigantic winter wonderland store among the thousands of people who were also there. I talked with a friend who works there yesterday after church, she said she was told by those employees who worked there more than a decade that it was the busiest day in the last ten years! I hope that gives hope for a prosperous season for the businesses that rely on tourism in our Bavarian town.
If one is a sports enthusiast, the weather was wonderfully pleasant for physical activities of all kinds. A little windy, perhaps, on Saturday for soccer, but I doubt if that stopped many kids from going outside and kicking the ball around! The Lions lost on Sunday in Seattle, so for fans it probably meant it would have been better to go play a little pickup football with family and friends than sit inside and watch the TV set.
For farmers, Indian summer is a golden opportunity to finish up fall harvest in pleasant conditions. The week prior had been good for drying out the fields, so equipment could move easily and not get stuck. We got the last 25 acres of soybeans off and stored in the granaries. Scott combined as much as he could, or fixed on combine so he could get back to work! That 25 acres yielded about 1500 bushels of soybeans, so Roger was really happy, too. We filled all our elevator grain contracts already, so we decided to store these beans on the farm in anticipation of a better price for the crop in late January or February. There is usually a rally after harvest is over, and then again when the New Year begins: we hope the past is a good predictor of the future…

Scott checks the combine bin for soybeans
Roger’s brother, Ernie and his son, Lucas, came out Saturday to work on the farm. They helped with lots of little jobs like setting up augers to the grain bins, fixing some of the dairy pens, and I think they even combined corn for awhile. Lucas got to drive the pickup around the farm, too, a big deal for an 11 year old. Roger’s best friend, Chuck, came over and helped for a while on Saturday and then came back yesterday afternoon and moldboard plowed in a hay field we are working under this fall. Linda’s husband, Jim, had started the plowing on Saturday afternoon.
Linda, Jamielynn, Lydia and I tackled the task of cleaning up the house yard. What started out as a simple plan to store five flower pots in the “little shop” ended up becoming a four hour work-a-thon to clean the shop enough to store two picnic tables, two lawn mowers and the flower pots. It looks great now. I think we shoveled out dirt and paper and junk left behind by three previous generations. We found no treasures, unless you count the rusty bins of steel gears, pulleys, and other stuff we moved to the sides so it can be hauled to the scrap yard this winter! I will have to remember the work that Linda and Jamielynn and Lydia did to help me clean up my yard and that shed and make sure I use the scrap money to buy them a pleasant surprise or two.

Linda and Rosie on the farm
Margie was available all day Saturday to help, too. She is our cow person. She cleaned out empty little hutches and moved some calves around. I think she did some vaccinations, too, as I saw her adding new entries in the cow records on the computer. Roger and Lydia dried up some of the dairy herd last week, so Margie added those notes into cow records. We are going to have a lot of cows calving again in January next year! On Saturday night Margie and her friend, Kendra, milked cows. Lydia went to a Christian concert with the relatives who had been helping all day, Scott had a Frankentrost Band annual banquet to attend. Roger and I were married 22 years ago Saturday, and we went to the theater in Midland with some dairy friends.

Jim is excited because Roger said he could go plow the hay field down!
Roger and I publicly thank each and every one of these wonderful family and friends who helped us get lots of the farm work done over the weekend. You may count yourself blessed by us for all the support and volunteer hours you gave to us. This is a family farm, and that was proven once again this past weekend by all the help we enjoyed. Saturday lunch was a wonderfully raucus affair with twelve hungry “farmers” gathered around for chop suey and fellowship. I hope the exhaustion you all felt Saturday (and the inevitable aches on Sunday) was a satisfying reminder of all you contributed to the successful weekend we had here on Weiss Farm. THANK YOU!