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Northern Texas: Rain, unusually cool temperatures, overcast skies and puffy clouds have continued their unwelcome stay down south. Very little cutting is happening from custom harvesters and farmers alike. Normally, when I’m running up and down the highways, I see machines rolling, dust clouds rising...

Northwest Kansas—It's Monday, and we’re experiencing a bit of relief from the heat wave of the past few days. A cold front rolled through July 20. Kansas cutting is complete, and machines are working in northeast Colorado. This is the latest harvest has ever been...

Southeast Colorado: I’m not with the crew 100% of the time, especially in the fall when school starts. So when I am there, I try to cook something that Ryan and the crew wouldn’t make on their own or order from a local café. I...

Southwest Kansas/southeast Colorado: The weather has finally cleared and the wheat is dry. Combines are going like a house on fire. Trucks and the grain cart are too, for that matter, because the dryland yields are outstanding. This section of the High Plains received just...

West central Oklahoma—It is ironic how incredibly different two back-to-back seasons can be. Last year, this area was suffering from very tough drought conditions. This year, creeks are high and soil moisture profiles full. Even though the ground held surprisingly well initially, eventually the continued...

North Texas/West Central Oklahoma: On again, off again. That’s been the theme of cutting lately. Storms keep cycling through the area and once we get in the groove, it seems like another one hits. Its been a crazy start to the season, a theme you’ve...

Eastern Colorado - Due to a lack of urban centers, I'm guessing a lot of people would deem where we're currently cutting the middle of nowhere. It is true we are miles and miles from the nearest village or town, but despite all that, "I" would say we're in the middle of somewhere. That somewhere is beautiful. Brave little houses and farmsteads dot the landscape -- those few still willing to take on the unpredictable windswept prairie. Signs of days gone by are here too. I see the abandoned one-room school house and the occasional forgotten skeleton of a house that was once a happy home. Who were these people that once inhabited these spots, and what became of them? Song birds flutter on the breeze. The swish-swish of wheat and grass can be heard, and in the words of Louis Lamar, "The wind, always the wind." Cattle peacefully chew the grass. And the view... one can see for miles. 

It's out here that there are few distractions. One can think out here, breathe out here, and just be. Sometimes I wonder how I got so lucky that I am to see these places that most rarely, if ever do. I have to think that a lot of the world's problems could be overcome if we just took a little R&R on the prairie to clear the air in our souls and minds.