Covered In Dust

Harvest Land gave a gift over the last couple weeks, but we never want it used.

We want it sitting, untouched, covered in dust.

We want it stored in a secure but visible place, waiting with dreadful anticipation that it may be needed, but we want not a hand to be laid upon it.

In two, five or ten years, we don’t want to see a finger print on its shiny exterior; not a smudge. We want it to be in the same, pristine, brand new condition it’s in right now. Except maybe, covered in dust.

Our cooperative lost two customers due to grain entrapment in 2016. What an eye-opening year for the rural communities in which we live and work. As a farmer-owned cooperative doing business across state lines and in many different areas, we are committed to the safety of our employees, and also the safety of our members.

In December Harvest Land donated rescue tubes to two fire departments in areas that did not have grain rescue equipment. The first donation was to Bentonville Volunteer Fire Department in Fayette County, Indiana and the second went to Geneva Volunteer Fire Department in Adams County, Indiana. The rescue tubes donated can be used as a tube or wall in any free-flowing material such as sand, grain, gravel or in trench collapses.

President/CEO Scott Logue makes the grain tube presentation to the Bentonville Fire Department
Allen Bollenbacher (L) presents the grain tube to the Geneva Volunteer Fire Department

As we charge ahead with a new generation gradually taking over the reigns on the family farm, we hope to increase awareness about the dangers of grain entrapment with our customers and also youth in agriculture programs, such as FFA.

A grain entrapment trailer will be on display and conducting live entrapment demonstrations during our Winter Innovation Forum. We ask that you tell others about the Forum and invite them to bring someone who might find this entrapment information valuable. Attendees are invited to participate in the live entrapment demonstration to fully understand how incredibly strong the force of moving grain is.

At the Winter Innovation Forum we’ll also have information on how you can find resources to get a grain safety tube in your area. Help us leave no rural community in our territory uncovered. Join us at the Forum to learn more; Forum registration will open up in January.


We understand the members of our cooperative system are not just farmers; they are husbands, wives, fathers, mothers, sons and daughters. They are someone quite special. 

The teenager who is thinking more about their Saturday night plans than the bin work at hand.

The parent who is thinking more about their seventh-grader at lunch than the auger below them.

Veteran farmer who is feverishly preparing for his 44th planting season.

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If we can get this safety information to one person and help them understand just how quickly grain entrapment happens and how strong the crushing force is, these efforts will have paid off countless times over.

We want to reach everyone.
The young and old. The seasoned and proud. The curious and fresh.
For once, we’re ok with giving you something you’ll leave untouched, covered in dust. 

‘Twas The Night Before Christmas: Stockman Style

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the farm,

Not a creature was stirring, in shop or in barn;


The halters were hung along the barn beams with care,

In hopes that a new heifer calf soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of blue ribbons danced in their heads;

And Mama in her wool socks, and I in my flannel,

Had just settled down to begin surfing some channels;

When out in the barn lot there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from the recliner to see what was the matter;

Away to the window I snuck over to see,

Drew up the blinds, and knelt down on one knee;

The moon so bright I could see plain as day,

The cows had gotten out and were heading for silage and hay;


Then, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But real life cowboy, wielding wrangling gear;

He, an old but alert roper, so lively and quick,

I knew in a moment it must be Cowboy Vick;


More rapid than eagles his lasso he aimed,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

“Now Rosewood! Now Lady! Now Rhonda and Minnie!

On Flossie! On Monica! Corona and Penny!”

“To the gate of the feed floor! To the north end of the pen!

Move your sound-footed legs and behind fences get in!”

A stampede of heifers and cows, knowing they’d done bad,

Soon met Cowboy Vick and all knew he was mad;


So up to the double gate the coursers they walked,

And to keep them off the highway, Vick and his horse blocked;

And then in a twinkling, I saw through the snow,

The single file line of bovine did go;

Cowboy Vick latched the gate, and was turning around,

He jumped back on his horse and came with a bound;

He was dressed all in leather, from his hat to his boot,

And his clothes were all tarnished from the working chute;


A bundle of barbed wire and twine was flung on his back,

And he looked like a fence builder just opening his pack;

His eyes – how they twinkled! His dimples how merry,

His cheeks were like roses, from the wind of the prairie;


His droll little mouth was drawn up from a chew,

And the scar on his chin told a story no one knew;

The length of a rope he held tight in his teeth,

And blowing snow encircled his head like a wreath;

He had a broad face, and broad shoulders, too,

And his pearl snap shirt was quite far from brand new;

He was rugged and worn, an intriguing old man,

His skin was like leather, from the sun it was tan;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;


He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And did a head count of cows; then turned with a jerk;

And laying his hand aside of his horse,

And giving a nod, I knew he proved quite a force;

He sprung to the saddle, to his horse gave a whistle,

And away they both fled, like the down of a thistle;


But I heard him exclaim, as he rode out of sight-
“Latch the gate next time, and to all a good night!”

Christmas With Clayton

The holidays are a time for family.

That’s why last Saturday we set aside an evening to enjoy it with those employed by Harvest Land at our cooperative-wide Christmas party in Indianapolis. We invited each employee to bring a guest for an evening of awards, fellowship and, well – food.  More than 400 hundred employees and guests drove into the city for the event.


Believe it or not, the highlight of the event wasn’t in ice-cream sundae bar. No, the highlight of the evening was when Olympic Bronze Medalist Clayton Murphy surprised guests and took the stage as the final few seconds of his Rio race played on the screen.


Clayton is the son of Harvest Land employee Mark Murphy from our Lena Ag Center location.

In the spirit or rural community support and the cooperative family, our employee group has loved watching Clayton run and pave his own road to the Olympics. Just days after winning Bronze in Rio, he kindly agreed to spend the evening of December 10th with Harvest Land.

We handed the microphone over to Clayton and he humorously told us the story of his road to Rio and the collision of cultures during that experience. He creatively tied his experience of growing up in rural Darke County, Ohio and showing pigs to the success he’s had running.


Clayton revealed to the audience that he remembers when his parents wouldn’t be home and he’d briefly consider not working with his 4-H pigs. How would they know if he’d done that work if no one was there to hold him accountable? In an effort to do what’s right, he did the work every day, even without anyone watching. That mentality has lead him to success on the track. Clayton has learned to push himself appropriately every single day, even when no one is watching. Except now, everyone is.


Clayton runs on a worldly stage now, representing rural America and everything great that can come to those who work hard and do what’s right, even when no one is looking. 




Harvest Elite Winners Announced


Our 2016 Harvest Eilte contest concluded Wednesday night. Harvest Elite is a yield competition facilitated by Harvest Land, Mycogen and Croplan. Specifics of the program include:

Elite Qualifications

1. Minimum order quantity of 300 bags of Croplan or Mycogen beans or 80 bags of Croplan or Mycogen corn

2. Grower must qualify for Grower Rewards through Harvest Land

3. Crop Plan must be completed and order must be submitted

4. Field must be identified with YieldPro Specialist

5. Fields must be 90 by 500 feet

6. Fields must be identified by a Croplan or Mycogen Sign

7. Field must be weighed by a Certified Harvest Land Representative

Benefits of the program include a discount on seed pricing as well as an all-expense paid trip to Dreams Riviera Resort in Riviera Maya, Mexico in February. That’s right: While we’ll be firing up the tractors to move snow these Elite growers are headed to Mexico!



Check out a little more about the exciting, competitive Harvest Elite program:

Congratulations to the 2016 Harvest Elite Winners! Your commitment to strategic planning for continued success and stewardship of seed and soil have not gone unnoticed.












Do you want to be a part of this competition next year? Contact your YieldPro Specialist today to learn more.

A Recipe Fresh off the Farm


That’s a wrap!

Harvest season is over and now farm families begin to focus on a few other activities: Christmas, football and basketball seasons. All three new points of focus offer great opportunity for one thing: trying out a new recipe.

This week Harvest Land farmer-member Heather Hill partnered with the Indianapolis Colts Best Tailgate on Fox 59 WXIN Indianapolis and Registered Dietitian Kim Galeaz to introduce a tailgate (or Sunday afternoon couch session, or holiday party) recipe that uses a staple product from right off the farm: farm fresh pork.

While serving as an AGvocate and telling her  story on the news, Heather made a great point that farmers are the original tailgaters, since we eat so many meals on the tailgate of the truck during the spring and fall seasons. We couldn’t agree more! We also couldnt be more proud to have one of our members on television discussing how products grown right in here in our trade territory make it to the general consumers’ supper table.


See the segment here.

Poblano Pork Chili

  • 1 ½ tablespoons corn or vegetable (soybean) oil
  • 2 pounds boneless pork loin chops, cut into 1-inch cubes
  • 4 cups reduced sodium chicken broth
  • 1 ¾ cups finely chopped onion
  • 4 large garlic cloves, finely minced
  • 1 jar (16 oz.) salsa verde (green chili salsa)
  • 2 large poblano peppers, seeded and chopped
  • 2 cans (4.5 oz.) chopped green chilies, undrained
  • 2 cans (15.5 oz.) white or golden hominy, rinsed and drained
  • 2 teaspoons ground cumin
  • 2 teaspoons dried oregano
  • ¼ teaspoon crushed red pepper
  • ¼ teaspoon ground cloves
  • ½ teaspoon ground black pepper
  • 3 tablespoons flour
  • 1 can (15-16 oz.) black beans, rinsed and drained
  • ½ cup chopped cilantro

Garnishes/toppings: Crushed corn tortilla chips, cilantro, sour cream, angel hair coleslaw, sliced radishes, lime wedges.

Heat oil in a large 12-inch skillet over medium-high heat until hot. Add pork cubes and cook, browning on all sides and stirring frequently, about 10 minutes.

Place pork in 5-quart slow cooker pot along with broth, onions, garlic, poblanos, green chilies, hominy, cumin, oregano, cloves, black and red pepper. Cover and cook on low for 8 hours. At the 7 ½ hour mark, remove ½ cup chili liquid in glass bowl and add flour; stir to make a paste.

Add this paste back to chili and stir well. Add beans and stir. Cook another 30 minutes or until chili is thickened slightly. Stir in cilantro. Serve with desired garnishes and toppings, and corn tortillas, too. Makes about 14-15 cups (7-8 servings).pork-poblano-chili

Recipe by culinary dietitian and nutritionist Kim Galeaz, RDN CD

We should note that even though this has affiliation with the Indianapolis Colts, we invite  Bengals fans to enjoy this recipe, too.