I am always amazed how good Daryl is at switching the combine heads from corn to beans and then from beans to corn. And finally I figured out why he’s so good at it. This year with the crops being dry in some spots and wet in others, you had to switch it back and forth more times than normal. So when I saw him switching them again I didn’t think too much of it. He said he was working on putting the combine in the shed and wasn’t sure if it was going to fit because he bought a six row head this year instead of the four row corn head and was worried he wouldn’t have enough room.
Switching the combine heads for the last time this year
So after he got the combine heads switched, I found him sitting at the kitchen table with a pencil and paper. I wasn’t sure what he was doing, but I decided that sometimes it might just be better not to ask. So I was just kind of walking around trying to pretend to be busy in the kitchen, when all of a sudden he looked pretty proud of himself and out the door he went. Now my curiosity was getting the best of me, and finally I gave in and went outside. Where did I find him? I found him in the combine backing up to the shed to see if his measurements were correct. I had some errands to run and asked if he needed any help? He said, ‘Nope, it should fit’. Well, I thought that this is a good time to probably do the errands and off to town I went. But when I came home, you could just tell that everything worked out. He ended up telling me that he did get both the new head and combine into the shed, and that after he measured it out he should have 1 1/2 inches of spare room on each side of the corn head. He also said that he just might need help getting it back out of the shed next year.
Not much wiggle room
Other news? Well, Paul made it out of rehabilitation. If you remember back in earlier summer, this was the peacock that was just screaming when the dogs got him down and hurt his wing. I tried tonight to see if he could fly, and he could just a little. So I decided that he needed to get out with the rest of his buddies and spend some time with them.I sure hope he doesn’t starve though. I’ve been giving him fresh tomatoes, apples, and corn. (OK, maybe he was just a little bit spoiled) So now he’ll have to find his own food. I’ll also have to watch all the peacocks this early winter. We’ve got fox and coyotes in the area, and they’ve got a couple of our peacocks in the past. They all might just end up in the rehab shelter for the winter. I don’t think I’ll have enough tomatoes for them all, so I sure hope if they have to go in the shed that they’ll like corn.
Paul the Peacock is feeling much better and ready to get out!