Never a Dull Moment

Remember the whack-a-mole game I was tellin' you about just the other day? Melvin Mole popped up today to interrupt harvest in a most exciting way.

Can you say, "Combine Fire"?

Oh, yeah. Fun was had by all. Luckily, son noticed the smoke as he was going through the field and got right on the fire extinguisher.

Hubs and a hired helper weren't in the same field, but when son screamed "Fire! Fire! Fire! Fucking FIRE!" into the two-way radio, you can bet they both wasted no time getting there.

About an hour later after putting some chemical extinguishers, a water extinguisher, a broom, a leaf blower and several pair of feet to work, the fires were out.

Nerves a bit frayed, covered with thick dust, we're grateful that no one was hurt, we didn't catch any fields on fire, and the combine had minimal damage.

I really could stand to lead a little less exciting of a life.

Damn moles.

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9 thoughts on “Never a Dull Moment”

  1. Now what fun would life be like if we didn’t have to put out fires every now and then?

    The good news is no one was hurt, property damage was minimal and the crops are safe.

    Sounds like time to celibrate!

  2. About once a year, I inadvertantly try to set our little house on fire. Testament to my skills as a cook perhaps. But I haven’t had to use our fire extinguisher even…

    I reckon the Combine fire has me beat. Hands down. No contest.

  3. For those who don’t know, the common garden or field Whacka Moles are habitual arsonists, pranksters, sabatuers, and ne’er do wells. They rank right up there with airplane gremlins and Caspers’ unfriendly brothers.

  4. Jody – give a hollar if you’re heading my way! (Tried to e-mail you, but it keeps coming back saying I’m sending you p0rn or something! LOL!)

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