Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Farmers in the past used the moon as their means to light their way through the fields, for their final harvest.
I can remember my father using it in late September to shock corn, corn was planted and grown in rows much like farmers do today.
Harvesting the corn though was much different, it was all done by hand, being light years behind the way its harvested today.
My father waited until the dew was forming from the cool night air,then he would take his machete knife and cut the stalks of corn.
Taking each arm load to a tee-pee like structure, he had formed earlier tying the tops of some of the corn together .
When he had gathered enough to form a good size shock, he would tie stalks end to end and go around the shock near the top to secure it from falling.
This would go on until the field was completely harvested and there were numerous shocks of corn through out the field.
Once Mother took us kids to the field where Dad was harvesting, so we could see how it was done ,she spread a blanket on the ground for us to sit on, as we watch.
At first it was hard to see what he was doing, the moon wasn't shinning yet, but not long after we got comfortable on our blanket, the big full moon started appearing from behind the hills .
Displaying a majestic orange glow, illuminating everything as it slowly made its way up from behind the hills, causing the darkness to disappear, and the night to become bright like day.
When Dad finished with his harvesting for the night we walked home.
I pondered the beauty of the night in my mind, as we walked ,it seemed to me God was using the Hugh Harvest moon to remind mankind, it is He who lights the fields for harvest, as well as the path for our lives.
Hope you have enjoyed this lesson on pioneer farming.
To those of you who may not have known how corn shocking actually took place, you can now say I have taken a walk with Coleman through the corn field for a first hand view.
I have posted pictures of corn shocking for you to see how it was done, hope you enjoy them.
Another Autumn story, I treasure from my life's archive.
Thanks for reading.
Until next week, God Bless.