In this picture we are combining wheat. The combine gathers up the grain laying on the ground, splits the kernals from the rest of the wheat plant, and stores the wheat kernals in a bin.
My wife's grandfather heated his house with wood. He cut it down for most of the fall, and burned it the whole winter. It was always too hot in his house.
By the way, this fellow immigrated from Sweden, married a Canadian lady (who died early), worked a farm, raised five kids and lived til his late 90's.
My father-in-law is swathing (cutting down) his field of wheat in 1973. I can't remember one year from another, but it looks like a bumper crop.
Farming is a not a safe occupation. Four years later (almost to the day of this photo), Grandpa J died of cancer - most likely caused by his exposure to chemicals and dust from farming.
On a mixed farm, skidoos took over from horses as the transportation to get around the farm in winter -- to travel to the barn, to the cow pasture, to the hayfield, etc.
On special occasions, the sleigh was hitched up to the horses for a ride in winter.
Now when I look back at these photos, it is with a lot of fondness, but farming is a difficult life which claimed one life early, and caused a couple of families to leave the business owing the banks money as the farm just didn't pay all the bills.
The pets on a farm have the job of eating the rodents on the farm. These two seemed to be doing a good job on the mice and rats.
Note they do not get the run of the house. They stay out with the boots.