The Middlemen

     Not much time for me to write today, readers. (I should have written this last night...) There are trucks that need moved, and I'll be the one who's doing it.

     This is a retired fire truck who now does a few odd jobs as a farm truck. At the moment, it's full of wheat. This wheat is also headed for a silo, but not a silo on the farm. It's headed all the way to Adrian, Oregon. (about 17 miles or 27 kilometers)

     In Adrian (or just outside of it, rather) we bring the seed to the scales of a seed company. The scales are just a very large version of the one you have in your bathroom. We take a full weight, and an empty weight, and the difference is how much wheat the seed company pays the farmer for. (Next Thanksgiving, do this to see how much you eat!)

     Then its off into just past downtown Adrian. The wheat is lifted by this elevator (the tall thing) into this very large granary. When the time comes, the seed company will take the wheat, sort and clean it.
     I'd better get moving. Agriculture waits for no blog! This middleperson has to take some wheat to another middleperson. Go out and eat some wheat products today.