Farm Yields of Old

When I first looked at Gail’s blog, “Old McDonald or John Deere,” and began to read, I could not stop the grin that came upon my face. The thought, “Oh Gail, what a ploy this is, playing upon the means of yields garnered from natural farming toward the results of mining bitcoin.” What a good laugh I had as I realized I knew from personal experience what she said. You can go look up the definition if you care to, what farm yield of crops means. Agriculture is undoubtedly big business today; some confiscated or intruded upon the small farmers of old and their ways of farming, mining, or producing. Our business farm was not really small but not large either; it was just right. Business is business, no matter the size of an operation.

I want to convey to you an in look at how our farm business occurred when I was a young girl. There is absolute risk in all endeavors, especially in agriculture. At times, we are rendered by the weather, which could be rain or drought. Pestilences, too; specific bugs can wipe a whole crop in one swipe, therefore wiping out our income for the year. There are no guarantees of a good yield, but we must make an effort to produce. We girls made it fun to complete our tasks by competing against one another, or as most times, we were in pairs.

Producing crops en masse on the big business farms today requires large machinery to plant and harvest them. We did not have large equipment. My Grandfather hired a friend who lived up the road to disk the acreage at planting time. We started with 100s of acres, but this amount dwindled thanks to our government through the years. The loss of acres also lowered the yield overall and the profit from our business.

So, what equipment and tools did we use to produce a yield from our acres? 

1. Plough (plow is the old spelling)

2. Horse or/ and mule

3. Hoe

4. Rakes

5. Tobacco sticks

6. Large tanks of water on a sledge, pulled by a horse

7. Buckets for seeds and plants

8. Buckets for carrying water to water plants and seeds

With the disking of fields completed, the plowing began. My father and oldest sister at home would hook horses or mule to the plow and furrow the rows. I do not know why my sister liked to plow; she enjoyed the plowing more than the planting. I can still see her today with the plow and the reins in her hands trying to keep the plow up steady and not let it dig deep into the ground. When this happened, she would have to back the horse and plow until she got it unstuck then continued. With the plowing complete, the rest of us would come to plant. We used the tobacco stick to poke holes for plants or divots in the ground, then placed seeds or plants in the dips, etc. Next, we poured in some water from our buckets, then covered them with dirt and tamped down lightly with our feet or hands to ensure soil stayed in place. Being young and little, this was a fun part to me, and as I said, we had competitions. There was two to a row, and we would race to the end. Sometimes we hurried to the end to get under a shade tree.

Planting I liked but not so much the harvesting (mining) because of the bending, stooping, and lugging of the buckets or baskets when they were full. We certainly enjoyed eating them. We grew corn, peas, green beans, butterbeans (lima, and speckled), squash, sweet potatoes, okra, watermelons, strawberries, grapes, and plums. We canned or processed enough for our family use, but most of the yield was for profit. Thus the harvest; mining – yielded coins.

The Tobacco Yield and Marketing

There were acres and acres allotted for the tobacco. We would go down the rows, jab the tobacco planter in the dirt and squeeze the bar at the top to spread out the earth. We dropped the plant into the old tobacco planter, and the roots would fall into the waiting hole.

The tobacco planter

Once the plant was in the ground, we would pour in the water and tamp soil around the plant to make sure it was standing. We planted from early morning, sometimes late into the night.

The harvesting began when the tobacco was ripe—the men harvested by cropping the leaves from the stalks and placing them on a sled. When the Sled was full, the horse pulls it to the barn to begin the process of curing.

The curing: one person would place a handful of tobacco with the tops even in the hands of the ones stringing the tobacco. They, in turn, secured it tightly. A slim stand with grooves on each end called a horse, held the tobacco stick while we looped twine around the bundle. This attached it to the tobacco stick.

Once the stringing was complete, the guys would hang them on the barn’s high rafters to cure with generated heat. Our tobacco was flue-cured and usually took about seven days. We girls would take turns staying at the barn with our Grandfather or father to help them stay awake, lol, lol, who did the sleeping? They had to keep an eye on the flue to prevent fires in the barn. The heat was adjusted to a higher temperature each day until the process was complete. They opened the barn doors after the curing was completed so the tobacco could be remoisturized and softened naturally.

After the curing process, then began the preparation for the market. Tobacco was removed from the barn and taken to the packhouse for preparation for the market. The tobacco stacked so that the air could flow through and for the ease of picking up the sticks. We placed them on a horse again to remove the bundle, what we called unstringing, then we laid it on an extended bench for the next step. We would fold a soft tobacco leaf and wrap it around the top of a handful of neatly placed tobacco leaves to make them look smooth. Thes bundles were opened and draped over the tobacco sticks to quickly get them to the truck for transport to market. The harvesting (I.E., the “mining”) was complete; now, to see what coins the yield brought or produced.

The business of farming was demanding but very rewarding when you considered the accomplishments. There was undoubtedly a pride in what we did and a sigh of relief when it was over.

This was life for me in our family farming business, creating a harvest that produced our means of income. This income of money (coins) was minted or mined from the proposed processes. But I am so thankful for our new business today and having the yield of cryptocurrencies. This business is also gratifying, with less labor. Thank you, Compumatrix Networks International.

About the author

Carmen is a wife of 59 yrs., mother of five children, grandmother of 10 grandchildren and great grandmother to 6 great-grandchildren. She embraced the world of technology and became a member and a committed advocate of Compumatrix International.

Comments

  1. Carmen is a good topic related to farming,I think there is a lot of hard work in growing tobacco,as you and your family did. I also love to plant and I grow organic vegetables and fruits in my house and it is a great pleasure when we work hard and spend our time growing vegetables and fruits. In the same way, we are fully aware of the hard work that is being done by our admin in compumatrix, after a lot of hard work, its fruit is ready to be eaten.

  2. Carmen, it was an interesting read about your growing up on the farm and the insight into the work involved.
    There is no doubt in my mind the business of agriculture means hard work and the vulnerability to the weather forces makes it especially tricky but at the same time very rewarding as well.

  3. it is such a joy to read your blogs Carmen — the memories of days and lifes gone by — just so incredible a ride thru time and then the smiles you talked about at the beginning and then the hard work wasn’t considered hard at the moment it was just what had to be done — and similar here at compu — patience is that part of the equation as we wait for the Harvest —

  4. Wow, Carmen! What a process in tobacco farming back then. And what a wonderful way to grow up! I grew up in the ‘burbs, but I have some family who were in the dairy business. I loved going to “the farm” and watching my uncle do his thing. Such a hard life, yet also so beautiful. I love your comparison to modern mining today. It makes me more appreciative of what we have here in our company. Thank you for sharing your story.

  5. Thank you, Carmen, for your insight on tobacco farming. Our tools for our Compumatrix business are quite different from farming. I agree with Liza, that is a hard and rewarding life. I wake up in my pajamas while enjoying my coffee, as I write blogs on a laptop. Occasionally, I take out my USB flash drive and cold wallet to manage my accounts. I am also very grateful for our company.

  6. Love your blog post, Carmen. I so identify with your topic as having my grandparents, my father, and then marrying a farmer, I might say I have farming in my blood. We planted cereal grains with smaller equipment to start. My grandparents used horses and hand labor. Also always during those times, was a huge, huge garden to plant, weed, pick and preserve. When my son was old enough to help, that was a big relief. I enjoyed learning about the tobacco plant, and your comparison of farming to cryptocurrency.

  7. How exciting reading this blog was.Farming is big business and by reading this blog I’ve had insight as to how farming can provided employment for so many, from the plowing to the harvesting. What I really took away from this blog was the statement ..”There are no guarantees of a good yield, but we must make an effort to produce.” Thats Business 101 in a nut shell !

  8. Carmen, growing up on a farm such as you did make it look so romantic, but I know it was very hard work for you and your family. Making a game out of your chores is very creative and also having fun with it and a fabulous way to make the days goes by quicker. My mother spoke of the Great Depression, having to pick cotton at the age of six and working in the lettuce factories. Her father was a sharecropper and they traveled quite a bit as a child. They never owned their own land as you did. My grandmother was the head housekeeper of a hotel. She was the cleanest person, next to me, I ever knew. Those were hard times for you Carmen and your family and good times. Family working together means everything when you have a large farm. Especially when you have boys. My mother in law grew up on a large farm and she had four brothers. Her father used to lend them out to other farms when he didn’t need them. I can see that working together as a team is very important when it comes to business like it is here at Compumatrix. If we don’t have Team Work in our company we have nothing.

  9. Carmen, thanks for sharing your life on the farm. Yes, things have changed on the farm. The equipment is bigger and fewer people are required to complete the harvest. What used to take 10 people to complete the task is now done with 3. The sad part is the price, the farmers are receiving the same price on a crop as it was 20 years ago. With a decentralized system, the Crypto market will not fall into this trend. Token owners will dictate the price. Not Wall Street and the commodity market.

  10. What an amazing experience you had on the farm Carmen. So many of us envy people like you who had the chance to work the fields, see the harvests and rely on God for all the rain and growth. Farmers work so hard day in and day out, early morning to sundown. My wife and I rented a place on a farm, and although we didn’t work the farm at all, we sure saw how hard the farmers all worked. My hats off to you !

  11. Another great blog Carmen, indeed the experience over the years, and what farming is all about from the word go, the process, I remember, though we didn’t such a big land when growing up back in the rural areas, I can say much of the preparations were done out of faith, I could see much effort but rain failed and no yield at all, some other times rains are there but we don’t know how the yield will be till the harvest time. we are being prepared for the harvest.

  12. Farm Yields of Old,
    Carmen thanks for taking me back down memory lane, and yes I can really relate to the OLD part. For me spending my summers on the farm with my grandparents was the best part of my life.Yes, it was hard work, but I loved working in the fields with my grandfather. We did have giant work horses, but by the time, I was old enough to actually do so work, my grandparents purchased a Allis Chalmer tractor. I love the tractor especially riding on the axle. We certainly did lot of plowing,planting and harvesting, I mostly enjoyed mowing the hay for the cows. I got to ride on the mower , step on the lever and raise the blade when making a turn or approaching a rock. All I can say is what a wonderful life for a young boy, I would not take a minute back. There were always many injuries in farming especially on the hills and around equipment, so I always give thanks to our Lord for always keeping me safe.

  13. Indeed, Carmen, your blog brought me down memory lane. I was in charge of plowing fields with the John Deere D tractor while growing up on an Iowa farm. I started the tractor by putting it in neutral and spinning the flywheel then shifting the throttle. I attached a three bottom plow to it and away I went into the field. I remember the enjoyment of fieldwork with the open sky and the solitude of being in nature. I loved the smell of the toiled earth. It was hard work and I had to be cognizant of many factors especially when the grade was exceptionally steep. The day ended when the sun had set and the light was out of the sky.

  14. Thank you, Carmen, for such a beautifully written account of days gone by. It brought back some fond & not so fond memories at my great Aunt’s farm. I can easily see the parallels to our business. At first breaking new ground (fresh paradigm) is tedious. Rocks must be unearthed and removed from the field, etc. In the end the hard work pays off with a bit less struggle each year. The key is to keep at it.

  15. I salute all farmers for all the hard work they do in growing what we all need. I have worked on a farm for a couple of years as part of my living arrangement, which got me interested in gardening. I don’t understand why this isn’t taught in school. Learning how to plant, when, how deeply, when to harvest, which plants, and so much more.

    Of course, reaping what we sow is a metaphor we can easily apply to our activity within Compumatrix and is involved right here on this blog page.

  16. Thank you for the detailed info on tobacco farming back in the day! I’m from the Northwest and have no idea how tobacco was farmed. In my region crops farmed were broccoli, cauliflower, hops and all types of berries. Each food is planted and harvested differently and it’s so interesting to learn how they are each done.

  17. Carmen: I well know EVERY single process of this tobacco farming! From the age of 10 (yeah, I know…that would not fly in these days) I worked in tobacco farming and in the fields. This was before tobacco became a highly anti-PC type of business around here. Starting in the greenhouses, with pulling the seedling tobacco plants, then working on the planters, then the endless hoeing and suckering…and then the actual harvest time. We would end up at the table, on the conveyor belt and the big sewing machine and feeding the packed “sticks” to the kiln-hanger…oh, those were the days, lol! Those WERE the days, when us children worked to help the (very large) family out …we never dreamed of complaining, and we never thought there was anything wrong with hard work!

  18. Carmen I loved your blog, I grew up going to my grandmas land out in East Texas she had a farm there I remember eating the strawberry’s right off the plant and the pears off the tree and plums so yummy growing a garden was something my grandma took great pride in and as I grow I want to do all these things. That’s how my Mason got his name from Mason Jars, from Grandma canning and watching Perry Mason with my Papa. In Compumatrix our horses are hooked up and ready to plow through this new way of life.

  19. Mason still today plays such a huge role in my life. I was furloughed and for 5 months and I just found a job this will blow all your minds.
    1. My name Is Tracy Lynn, my new boss is Tracy Leigh.
    2. She has a 12 year old son named Mason. My Mason Passed away when he was 12. 3. 3. Mason’s favorite number was 22 because Emit Smith was an amazing football player for the Dallas Cowboys and Mason put his number on ever Jersey he ever had on every team sport he played on until age 12. Her address to her business is 222 Front street.
    4. My ex husband is named Scott and shes married to a Scott. Talk about Divine guidance or more like a shove into my face she called me to interview. Its crazy.

  20. That was quite the story about your life on a farm growing tobacco Carmen, didn’t sound like an easy task either. Actually, I don’t think any kind of farming comes easy, it’s a 24 / 7 days a week. My father came from Germany in 1954 to Canada, and that was the job he was sent to when he came here to Canada, picking tobacco. Well, at least you have the ability to grow food, which none of us have, something very useful these days.

  21. Carmen, I have never seen nor been around a tobacco farm. I’m sure it was very hard work but sounds like you had a good time there.
    As a kid, we had a small farm about a half-hour from our town. We had the usual, tomatoes, squash, beans, and the main thing we grew was watermelon and canteloupe. Boy, they were the best!

  22. I like the way you put in words like mining the crop in comparison to our business it is the same in a way except a lot less physical lol I grew up on 1 acre but we had a nice size garden I remember running the front end tiller I had a blast doing it I was about 15 at the time we grew about 9 or 10 different vegetables like corn,potatoes,peas ect… all profit for our tummies with a little labor and TLC goes a long way.

  23. Carmen, I enjoyed reading your blog and it brought memories when I used to go to my grandmother’s farm on vacation. She hired help to do the crops and there was always people working in the fields. Her name was also Carmen and she was quite the entrepreneur and ahead of her times. Among other crops, she grew coffee and I remember the harvest time when I was about 10 years old, I will go look for the ripe beans and just picked them out of the tree and sucked the sweet flavor. The coffee plantation has many different stages and the process is long from the time you harvest to the processing and sold to the stores. It was a happy time.

  24. Very interesting blog post Carmen. When I see that photo of the old machine the farmer used to plant his products, it brings back memories. I was born in a very small village where one of the main means of existence was the production of flax. The farmers used also machines that in their time were very modern but nowadays can only be seen in the museum. Besides that: the flax industry is completely gone.

  25. I enjoyed reading your blog, Carmen. It gave me better insight to the world of farming. I never really thought much about how the raw products were made ready for market, but after reading your personal story I am amazed at how much work and preparation it took. Thank you for opening my eyes to a different way of life.

  26. WoW! Carmen, so interesting and good reading. To think on a beautiful summer morning most kids are so excited to just find a good park to play in. The kids that are bought up on a farm are hard at work to make sure their fruits and vegetables are properly planted and their tobacco are ready for process. Everything has to be properly planned and timed, I’m sure because of the temperature. I am so impressed When I graduated. My first job I worked for the American Tobacco Company in, Manhattan and a lot of my questions then, was answered here.

  27. My first thought was, the “good old days”! I remember hearing stories from mom and dad about growing up on the farm. My wife grew up on a Mennonite farm and her stories coincide with some of my parent’s. The primary difference is the advances that were made over the years to improve the product, but also the efficiency of its harvesting. In Compumatrix l see our leadership taking great pains to be cutting edge with the technological side of our business. A smart move, l believe.

  28. Thank you Carmen for your wonderful post. When I was young my parents tried their hands at farming and grew 50 acres of tomatoes! What I will say is that it taught me as a child all about capital gains and losses. When mining for bitcoins we are also farming in a sense for a greater yield of our initial investment.

  29. From the stone age, hunters, and gatherers, farming came to change the lives of individual and small clans to unite families and groups into communities and how the societies were formed.
    Without farming, there is no food, or clothes, or necessaries products.
    Praise to all farmers and producers that spend from sunrise to dawn to bring foods and goods to our households.

  30. Carmen, thanks for sharing your farming experience. I have never lived on a farm, I grew up beginning at age 11 picking strawberries and beans to earn money for my school clothes. Every June as soon as school was out for the summer I caught a ride in the back of a truck to the strawberry fields and then to the bean fields. I nearly always raced some other kid in the field for who could pick the most berries or beans each day. I don’t think they’ll let kids do such things nowadays, but that certainly taught me the value of a dollar.

  31. oh this posting from a great blog on farming tobacco n its by products to replies of so many who have tried or succeeded at different types of farming — just incredible as a kitchen food guy of over 40 years and knowing parts of the farming — it is just awesome to read and learn even more from so many great people — much appreciation n respect —

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