We’ve been three days above Montana’s Hi-Line, in the northeast corner of the state and it’s been pretty much three days of rain. My discouragement as a photographer (because rain and it’s accompanying light isn’t what I’d hoped for on this journey) can’t compare, I’m sure, with the discouragement of the many wheat farmers here who simply can’t get into the fields to get their crops. In this country of sparse moisture rain has been traditionally welcomed, often prayed for, but this year they got it in the spring, enough to slow the seeding, and now they’ve had it strong in harvest season and you can’t combine wet wheat fields. And tonight may bring a freeze. Farming has always been a crap game of sorts, all is up for grabs and there are virtually no guarantees when it comes to the weather.
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