Grandpa's medals and his ship. Yes, I should have ironed it first.
We placed our poppies and Grandma got a flag.
Carrie is relaxed now, after all her hard work placing wreaths at the legion.
It definitely wasn't warm on the open tractor hauling in corn. Jesse ended up with ski mask and winter clothes. On the other hand, the sun kept my tractor quite toasty, you gotta love a tractor cab. The wet fields turned out dryer than I had thought, so we have had 2 more good days of chopping corn, and for the most part it is an excellent crop. Except where it isn't.
On another note, I am kinds wondering what this fellow would look like on a farm in Glassville? We could call him "Emma Steer"
Today we started our corn silage harvest. It shall be a challenge as most of the fields are wet. But we started with a dry one, and I was very impressed with the crop, as I had thought it would have been worse than it was. We finished the first field, and that filled the top of one of the silos. It is always a good feeling when you take the last 2 rows of a field.

After the run, the kids all went swimming at the Delta, where Tanya had stayed overnight. Then we took Carrie and Melissa to see the Reversing Falls.
This week, Jesse and I finished up 3rd cut, did one more load of hay, had another excellent herd health visit with the vet, and started putting machinery away for the year. And I was told in no uncertain terms, that I should give this fellow, and his buddies, more pasture, or I might get poked. So I did.