The word vacation truly isn't in a farmer's vocabulary. I had a few days off and decided to go back home to Nebraska and spend the time with family. I knew there would be little to no down time, but what I got instead was so much more rewarding - quality time bonding time with the parents.
I was hoping that the crops would be ready to harvest, but I was about a week too early.
I spent the first day catching up on all the projects going on. Most current one is finishing the new calf shed and pouring concrete to finish off the squeeze cute/tub area. The hay was put away and the cattle were ready to be fed. I also was able to walk through the new squeeze cute only to get stuck in the mud.
I became quite familiar with the grease gun and Windex. Seems like no matter what I try to do, I always get the job of vacuuming out the combine and tractors and cleaning the windows. Dad and I spent the morning going greasing and changing filters and getting set for the first trip out to the field.
Cows fed and machinery checked over left us time to get the augers in place. Harder than it sounds. Once the augers were in place, we went out to the field to take out the headlands and check the moisture. Wasn't quite ready.
Feeding the cows became my thing. Counting the heifers and the bull calves and filling the bunks full for an oncoming storm. By the end of the week they knew me well.
Moving machinery into the sheds for winter and getting equipment set up for harvest was a big help to my parents, not to mention the numerous coffee breaks we had 'thinking' things over. I lost count after 4 pots of coffee one morning and it wasn't even noon.
The week spent at home wasn't exactly a vacation, but it was the staycation that I was looking for.