It’s amazing what a little rain will do for this wheat.
Our immediate area received close to half of an inch. With a small area south of us getting six-tenths to eight-tenths of an inch, but most of the state got very little with the northeast getting none. Maybe this is a start for all of us to get moisture.
Last week the preacher at Oklahoma City asked me if I knew where some hay was for sale that wasn’t too high. He said, “I hear they are forecasting a drought this summer.” So I texted him back and said, “Have you ever thought about just praying for rain instead?” He said, “You know it rains on the just and unjust alike.” I said, “Good or I wouldn’t get any rain.” The very next day after that half inch of rain I could tell a difference in the wheat.
Monday cattle and grain futures fell and I’m guessing it has to do with tariffs on Mexico, Canada and China. Cattle gained quite a bit of it back by the end of the day with grains gaining very little back.
I am told that border crossings have slowed way down and that the Mexican government is arresting several members of the cartel. This is a very good start so maybe the government will see that progress and ease up on some tariffs. Time will tell. I have enough problem trying to run my own operation let alone the government.
Cattle still seem high to me if you are buying and, of course, never high enough if you are selling.
I went to the doctor the other day and as he was giving me a shot I said, “Now is this a lifetime shot?” He said, “I don’t know cause I don’t know how long you are going to live.”
I heard a preacher say something that we should all say about anyone else that seems to not like us or has a problem with us. We should say, “You don’t have to like me for me to like you.” How many of us can say that?
I went over to a friend’s house. I rang the doorbell and his wife came to the door. It appeared she had just gotten out of the shower as she had a towel wrapped around her. I said to her, “I will give you $1,000 if you will drop that towel.”
She debated for a moment and then dropped the towel. So I handed her $1,000 and said, “Oh yeah, please give the money to Jim her husband as I told her that is the money I owe him.”
Editor’s note: The views expressed here are the author’s own and do not represent the view of High Plains Journal. Jerry Nine, Woodward, Oklahoma, is a lifetime cattleman who grew up on his family’s ranch near Slapout, Oklahoma.
