I have found out that we aren't a "real farm." We don't have a rain gauge! This very small device allows you to discuss spring/summer farm life with any stranger on the street (especially this month and last). A conversation might go like this:
S (for stranger): Sure wish it would stop raining.
ME: Yes, we've had our share.
S: My crops have had enough.
ME: Did you get all your crops in before it started raining?
S: All but one field.
ME: That's too bad you didn't get the last one in.
S: Yes, but there is rust showing in the wheat.
ME: Have you sprayed?
S: Not yet. How much rain did you get with that last storm?
RIGHT THERE the crucial rain gauge would show it's worth! We don't have one. The measurements are in tenths so I can't just estimate by the puddles in the driveway. I have to show that I'm not a real farmer. Back to the conversation.
ME: Well, we don't have a rain gauge, but I'd guess at least an inch.
S: (he has now assessed that I'm an amateur) Well, we got 9/10. (and walks off).
Time to shop at Fleet Farm so I can appropriately participate in the weather talk that happens right now. We do, however, have a great thermometer so I'm ready for winter.
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