I think that, by now, I have chased enough cows out of my yard that I have earned the right to wear my cowboy boots with pride and call myself a cowboy.

Now, the real question is whether I can call myself a farmer.

Across the Cornhusker State and the Midwest, harvest season is ramping up to high gear. From tractors in the fields bringing in the bounty to those holding up traffic on the highways, the…