Soybean Fields

Soybeans - Town Point Landing Road

Near Glenns

Town Point Landing Road

Near American Legion Hall

Town Point Landing Road

Your Guess Is As Good As Mine

It's time once again for me to recycle recite some facts and figures from the 1962 Mathews County Soil Survey, a must have in anyone's personal collection of outdated books.  


Today's topic is How many photos from Town Point Landing Road can CBW post? soybeans.


To follow along, turn now to page 41 in your hymnal copy of this delightful U.S. Department of Agriculture publication:

"The land in corn declined from 4,226 acres in 1944 to 2,145 acres in 1954.  Soybeans are replacing a substantial part of the acreage formerly used for corn, and in 1954 a total of 3,115 was in soybeans."  

Now, for some data that isn't almost 500 50 years old, we have this from one of the Mathews County websites:

"The largest employers in the county are the county school system and D&P Embroidery, whose principal product is the blue field of stars portion of the United States flag. Retail sales annually total over $21 million.

Agriculture also remains an important part of the economy. There are 61 farms in the county of an average size of 101 acres. The principal crops are corn, wheat and soybeans."

Last but not least, some agricultural facts and figures from this site:

Average value of agricultural products sold per farm: $92,460
Average value of crops sold per acre for harvested cropland: $941.58
The value of livestock, poultry, and their products as a percentage of the total market value of agricultural products sold: 7.42%
Average total farm production expenses per farm: $76,645
Irrigated harvested cropland as a percentage of land in farms: 2.74%
Average market value of all machinery and equipment per farm: $39,665
The percentage of farms operated by a family or individual: 87.23%
Corn for grain: 1179 harvested acres
All wheat for grain: 360 harvested acres
Soybeans for beans: 1,978 harvested acres
Vegetables: 28 harvested acres
Readers Who Are Now Asleep:  Both All


And now CBW must lie down for a while since facts, figures, numbers, details and specifics seem to have brought on a major overheating of her synapses  a mild headache.

Freeport

Yesterday on my way home from a very nice trip out of town, I stopped down Freeport Landing, which is in the next county over.

This charming structure lives there...

...right next to a very healthy crop of corn.

The building beseeched me to come in and take a look around, but a youngster on what appeared to be a homemade minibike made me think twice about getting any closer.

I mean really.  The thing this kid was riding looked like a chair seat strapped onto a scooter frame, held together with paper clips, crazy glue, and rubber bands--with a lawnmower engine powering it.

Not that I know a lawnmower engine from a jet engine, but it sure sounded like a lawn mower. Perhaps it was just my subconscious reminding me how much the grass needs cutting here at Casa de CBW, which, by the way, does not get done when I'm lollygagging down Freeport Landing after being away from home all weekend. For private lessons in how to avoid any and all work, please dial 1-800-CBW-Procastinates.

Why I didn't get a picture of that is beyond me, except that I was probably in shock at what I was seeing and perhaps even a little afraid the kid was going to ask me what I was doing nosing around, even though I was the one who had all the questions, including "Have I slipped into some parallel universe where people spring spontaneously from the middle of corn fields riding some homemade death trap right when I'm about to take a peek inside a very quaint building?" Or better yet, "What in the world is that, young man, and does your mother know what you've done to her chair?"

Anyway, enough about the homemade minibike. We now return to the topic at hand which is procrastination Freeport Landing.

The two few of you who have been reading for a while know that every time I talk about Freeport Landing I am compelled to mention for the ten thousandth time record that my mother's German ancestor fell off stepped off the boat there.

And if he'd seen that crazy kid on the homemade minibike, he might have jumped right back on the boat and headed home.

The End.


To see how many times I've mentioned my German ancestors To read some of my other posts about Freeport, click here or here.  Click here for a 2009 post featuring a photo of the building above. Have a great Monday.