Out my door and down my steps, this is what I see. Bee’s wings. People who aren’t from farm country and wondering what I’m talking about right?? Bee’s wings??
This is really fine like sand only it floats…almost like a popcorn shell only not hard. This time of year as the grain dryers are all running drying the corn, it’s the worst. As the corn moves and dries these little reddish pieces float away from it and gather. I hate them.
They are dirty and dusty. Honestly, often here I’ll look outside and think it’s lightly snowing but it’s not…it’s the bee’s wings. I don’t know if that’s the name every farmer uses for it but that’s the name Hubby uses.
When we first moved here I used to try to go sweep them up all the time. Now I’ve learned there is no way to keep up with it. I wait until the dryer is done for the season and then sweep them up.
The guys here are doing good and making good progress on harvesting the crop. They still have a little over 500 acres but as they say, slow and steady wins the race.