Might be wheat. They usually harvest it in early June in Dixie.
Have a blessed day,
Leon
6518 John is right. Those are oats!
Wheat, rye, and barley look pretty darn similar when on the stalk, but...nope...them is oats!!
Too bad Wilford Brimley isn't a regular contributor on this forum or he'd agree with me.![]()
I think that being in a grain storage area with a scoop spreading oats as they come in might be at least as nasty as running the combine.
Ah, yes; oat harvest. Dusty, itchy, dusty, more itchy -itchy, itchy, itchy. Wouldn't have missed it for anything, though!
Andy
Another farm boy who knows about the real world of farming.
That's why we headed to the horse trough after scooping in the bin.
WuzzFuzz
Looks like henway to me.
Is that Wilford Brimley? I thought it was Barbara Bush.6518 John is right. Those are oats!
Wheat, rye, and barley look pretty darn similar when on the stalk, but...nope...them is oats!!
Too bad Wilford Brimley isn't a regular contributor on this forum or he'd agree with me.
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It's oats. They generally have a blueish tint when a field-full is viewed compared to other small grains. No question the close-up of the head is oats. For what it's worth I'm a professional agronomist. Funny stuff here!
Is that Wilford Brimley? I thought it was Barbara Bush.
Ha, ha! But it's actually Wm. Penn, I think. ??
Why was he on an oatmeal box?
Maybe it's just a stylized Quaker. Sort of like Betty Crocker, who wasn't a real woman. Nor, probably, was Aunt Jemima.
But my aunt and uncle had a maid who looked just like Aunt Jemima. That amazed me as a young boy.
Next thing you'll be telling us is there's no Little Debbie. That's where I'll draw the line!
All I can add to this discussion is that having recently taken a train trip on the Empire Builder from Chicago to Glacier National Park and back, I was amazed by the magnitude of agriculture in Montana, North Dakota, Minnesota, Wisconsin, and Illinois that we could see from the window of our sleeper.
I'd never had a chance to visit the northern tier, and though I knew America's breadbasket was out there, I still was dumbfounded by the sight of fields stretching to the horizon. It was beautiful, awe-inspiring, and thought-provoking. All that land....all that hard work....all those American dreams.....
....amber waves of grain....
God bless all y'all who've had a part in it.