We all watched the skies as a spell of rain could end the trip for us. The rich black soil turns into sticky black goop with a bit of water on it. Luckily we had only a few light falls through the afternoon and evening. I'm sure Loyd might have wanted more.
The wheat looks pretty good so far this year
It got heavier that night. And damn cold too.
We almost packed up at this stage
Things cleared up after a while..