Silo for Saturday

[Not db4600]

 

[Steve in VA]

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I look forward to the silos.

 

[Not db4600]

I look forward to the silos.

In that case I’ll show the naked twins.

 

[SweetFeet]

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Great pics.

I think they are bereft twins.

 

[Mcrafty1]

I like seeing the silos they, appear to be relics from days gone by. Most times the ground is still being worked around them but the need for silos have gone by the wayside. Thanks for sharing.

 

[Mark Poss]

All look to be in great shape!

 

[plattman]

Again, thanks for the silos. Having helped a neighbor take down a glazed tile silo I can understand why they are the last part of a dairy standing.

 

[Not db4600]

I like seeing the silos they, appear to be relics from days gone by. Most times the ground is still being worked around them but the need for silos have gone by the wayside. Thanks for sharing.

Some morning activity in the neighborhood.
More silos, more field work.
These guys are hauling a bit more we did with the Kelly Ryan and 770.

 

[Mcrafty1]

Cool, is that putting liquefied manure into the ground? I'm not too educated on farming and the equipment used today so be easy on me.

 

[ADB-Ia]

Cool, is that putting liquefied manure into the ground? I'm not too educated on farming and the equipment used today so be easy on me.

Yes, that is what that is. Manure from cattle or hogs raised in confinement is mostly liquid with some solids. Manure is stored for up to a year in a pit or lagoon then agitated to suspend the solids in the liquid and applied using tankers like this or a tool bar pulling a hose from a pump at the pit. A few steps away from the days when you pitched manure with a fork onto a 40 bushel spreader and hauled it out with a 30 horsepower tractor (or a team of horses).

 

[Duey C]

Sunday afternoon: It was awful warm.
Sitting on my perch, the high wind-swept plains of the eastern part of the county in which I live, provided tiny breezes.
Microphone in hand, supposed to be paying attention to other things, an old rag-top Buick rolls by, light in color, top down.
Sweet.

(This happens. Or, "you'll have that" from time to time.
One gets lost in the world around instead of a focus point. That's good. The mind should wander.)

Then I looked. Within one half-turn of my head, EIGHT silos just to the south of me within my view.
Some, miles away. Some, beckoning me. Some saying I'm still in use.
The "piece de resistance" of silo. Yet far off. Untouchable.

Thinking myself cool for finding EIGHT, I turned to look behind. There I found...
None.
A place of purpose or even "comfort" was void of the view behind.

 

[Not db4600]

Sunday afternoon: It was awful warm.
Sitting on my perch, the high wind-swept plains of the eastern part of the county in which I live, provided tiny breezes.
Microphone in hand, supposed to be paying attention to other things, an old rag-top Buick rolls by, light in color, top down.
Sweet.

(This happens. Or, "you'll have that" from time to time.
One gets lost in the world around instead of a focus point. That's good. The mind should wander.)

Then I looked. Within one half-turn of my head, EIGHT silos just to the south of me within my view.
Some, miles away. Some, beckoning me. Some saying I'm still in use.
The "piece de resistance" of silo. Yet far off. Untouchable.

Thinking myself cool for finding EIGHT, I turned to look behind. There I found...
None.
A place of purpose or even "comfort" was void of the view behind.

Was that on the high plains near Melby?

 

[Not db4600]

Was that on the high plains near Melby?

My mistake. You said east side.

Hmmm? Gillchrist? Too hilly for plains.
Must be Villard.

 

[Duey C]

Think west near the east.