Slightly (OK, way) off track story, but it has to do with farming, so I'm going to share.....
I don't know what it was about answering you this afternoon, but something triggered a memory. I flashed back to when I was about 4 years old. I remember being in the field with my dad, digging up seeds to make sure they were sprouting and doing ok.
I guess I should say, about 3-5 days after planting corn and/or beans, farmers start scratching around, seeing if the seeds are sprouted. This goes on until the first shoots are out of the ground.
Anyhow......
I remember dad gave me my own screwdriver to dig with (a big step towards manhood in my eyes), and showed me how to find the planter mark, that showed where to dig. He showed me how to gently uncover the seed so you didn't break the sprout and kill it. When we were done, we gently covered the seed back up, so it would survive and reach maturity. I'd watched him do this a lot, but this was my first time.
It was probably only a few days later that I was a few rows away from him, doing it on my own, and telling him what I found. I'm sure he was reaching his own conclusions about the crop conditions, without a 4 year olds input, but he made me feel like I was helping.
Over the course of my life, he taught me what to look for with conditions that were too wet or too dry, sometimes it was diseases and pest infestations. As I got older, sometimes
I was the one that would find the first signs that things that were pressuring the crop.
Sometime in my late 30's, we switched rolls. I was driving to the fields with dad beside
me. I noticed I had to show him what planter mark to dig in, to find the seed. He'd get frustrated when he couldn't find it, and I was back beside him, helping him dig, instead of 3 or 4 rows away.
I recognized, at the time, that we had switched places, but I never remembered (or recognized) that I was being taught and tutored the whole time.
Until today.......
I spent the entire afternoon, remembering things that dad taught me, that just always felt like I always knew. How to milk a cow, how to recognize a sick animal before it got too far along. Yellow crops and dark crops, the list is endless.
I always knew that dad taught me that stuff, I just didn't remember specifics, today it all flooded back.
Now I wonder if dad had the same feeling, when he was teaching me (and my brothers), all this stuff.
Thanks for pulling the trigger, that made me remember all of this, while I spent the afternoon doing other things......