I'm sitting in my cave, listening to my wife on the radio and drinking coffee, pondering what I'll do today.
Really, the possibilities aren't that endless. Grandpa will be out of hay after he feeds this morning, so that means cattle will have to go to the pasture tomorrow. Which means I'll be fixing fence today. Until it starts raining again this afternoon. I like taking cattle to the pasture. It's kind of fun to watch them jump off the trailer and run around like the bunch of idiots they are. Sometimes they get off the trailer, stop where they are, and start eating. Sometimes they make a lap around the pasture.
I'm not sure how much rain we had yesterday. My gauge had a half inch in it after the afternoon storm passed through. It rained off and on through the night. That's alright, we needed a decent rain.
I've got about 75 acres of beans planted. I'm approximately 14% done with bean planting. I noticed yesterday that Grandpa, Dad and I all have corn popping out of the ground. I always get a little nervous until I see it coming out of the ground. I don't know why. Every year I get nervous, every year it comes up.