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Many good old boys in Kentucky are preparing for the late reefer harvest.
It's our number one cash crop.
It's our number one cash crop.
Harvest time in Wyoming is a little different. We've been sending out 8 to 10 truck loads of cattle to eat some of that Nebraska corn twice a week since the 8th of August. Finish up next week if it don't snow and close the roads.
Iggy we had snow this mornin.. Not much but we only live at 4200 ft..The Mountain had plenty Raining here again tonight We've had more'n an inch of rain last 3 days. Keeps doing this and all them mountains will be molehills
My mother's family were sharecroppers down in rural South Carolina back in the 1920s. Mom, her sister Wilma, and her two brothers, Odell and Curtis, all worked in the cotton fields or at the gin barn. My mother was seven-years-old and working in a damn cotton field. Her brothers were bad men, but that's another story, and not one to be told on an Internet forum.
Grandpa must have finally scraped enough money together (by bootlegging like his daddy, most likely) and they moved up to York County where Grandpa opened up a little store on what's now Cherry Road in Rock Hill. It's long gone now, of course.
I remember visiting that store as a little boy, seeing Grandpa and his cronies sitting around the stove, looking like something out of a Rockwell painting. Except when you looked closer, and totally unlike a Rockwell painting, they were all gettin' drunker 'n skunks on moonshine whiskey. And yeah, there was a Confederate battle flag hanging on the wall behind the cash register. I remember that scene like it was yesterday, those men sitting around drinking, smoking, and chewing. I couldn't have been more than four-years-old at the time.
Later, when I was older, my grandmother told me a lot of the history of my mother's family, and told me never to tell my mother I knew some of those things. I never did, either.
So yes, old times there are not forgotten, and never will be.
Beautiful scene.
"Old times there are not forgotten;
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land."
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Sometimes if the price was too low, Dad would leave the corn standing in the field all winter. But that was up here in the frozen North.
My jaw just hit the floor ... someone quoted M. Proust. Has to be a first on this Forum!Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom - Marcel Proust
No...the Sugar Cane Festival is being held THIS weekend. The cane looks wonderful-my morning walks are along the headlanes in the cane fields and I've enjoyed watching them grow over the year while listening to the Bob White quail calling at sunrise in the bean fields (the farmers grow soybeans in rotation-if the price is good they harvest if not they just plow into the ground). If you do a fly over you can see where the enterprising have carved out little plots in the middle of the fields to grow the OTHER cash cropWhen I go home next week I'll try to remember to take some pics of them harvesting the sugar cane around the house. They started replanting fields last month and should be harvesting now. The Sugar Cane Festival was held last weekend in New Iberia and that's a pretty good indication when the mills open up for cane.
Many good old boys in Kentucky are preparing for the late reefer harvest.
It's our number one cash crop.
Many good old boys in Kentucky are preparing for the late reefer harvest.
It's our number one cash crop.
I heard a tale about them ole Kentucky boys a few years ago, where they were using national and state owned forest lands instead of their own farms; (for THAT money crop), to avoid having their land confiscated.
Common misconceptions about missing a few teeth, shoeless and in overalls; quite often the butt of jokes maybe,... but they don't seem to be lacking any intellect in getting by in life.
Hey Keith44spl, Bear guns are often discussed here. What is the best "WEED" gun?