Crops are mostly harvested on the Rolfsrud farm in western North Dakota, according to patriarchal leader, Harold Rolfsrud. Just about 200 acres of safflower left to combine, and some hay bales to gather. Crops were "good," according to Harold. Of course, farmers never say great, or fantastic or bountiful, so maybe good is as good as it gets. We hope so.
We shared frustration at the trivialization and debasement of the national election debate, with no discussion of what actually needs to be done with this great country of ours.
The massive drilling rig has been moved off the homestead pad and trucked about 20 miles away to the Badlands and immediately put back to work. A smaller working rig has replaced it, squeezing sand and water into the hole a mile below grandma and grandpa's homestead, fracturing the oily shale.
Recent rains made the countryside reawaken, so the prairie now wears a verdant hue. The kids are back in school, yesterday grandsons Josh and Cole scrimmaged the Beulah football team, God is in heaven and all is right in his world.
