Who would have thought back in March when this horror show emerged from beneath the snow...
...that by June we would have this bountiful, clean, beautiful looking rape crop?
It is a testament to the powers of recovery of hybrids coupled with excellent management and nerves of steel.While those all around us wavered, we held our ground and believed; while those all around ploughed, we nurtured; while those all around dropped the nitrogen, we fed our babies and the little beauties have delivered! I flippin' love growing oilseed rape!