I was out on a tractor loading silage when I saw the darkness to the west. Thought I was going to get rained on but when I started brushing sand off my pants I quickly figured out what was going on. We pretty much lucked out because the edge of the cloud was only a mile to the south.

And yeah, that stuff was hell on equipment for the rest of the summer.

It settled on all the hay that was ready to cut so we washed it off with the sprinklers but that didn't stop the plume of dust from raising up in front of the swather and chopper.


I could wish a lot of things on my worst enemy but neuropathy ain't one of them.