A couple of weeks ago, when Grandma Barb was here, we harvested the wheat. My dad collected the seed heads and put them in a box in the basement to dry.
Yesterday my dad showed me how to thresh the wheat. Dad appears to be an expert.
Today we winnowed it by tossing it in the air. The wind blew away the chaff so that we were left with the grain. This worked, er, okay.
Not a bad haul. Dad is going to finish winnowing, then we gotta grind it!
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Wow! We look forward to photos of the next step.
Please save a piece of bread for us.
Love,
Grandma Barb and Grandpa John
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