Daily there is always something to be done…something beyond the everyday of the necessary routine.
We just finished hauling dirt. We will use this dirt to fill in low spots on the fields, to lay transfer pipe in and cover up the pipe with, we will pack areas which the wind has whipped bare (like over culverts)
The plowing is about to end until May. In May there will be the time of getting the pinto bean fields ready—Pinto beans are planted June 1st.
The two large fields are have been leveled and are waiting to be marked out and have the water started…once the water starts we don’t stop irrigation until late September….
Storms have played around us and on us…shivering the land, the plants and us.
The earth–the ground, the canal, the sky, the plants, feel scattered, then exalted, as the heavens drop moisture greening up everything.
The feel of winter is now gone, blurred knowledge that snow and ice and cold once existed.
The approach of distant summer is there — walking on the edge of spring dreams
Sometimes summer’s approach is so loud you think everyone could hear the shout, but really ….it’s a soft sound
A gentle soft movement …this growth toward the growing season. People get used to the singing of this season; summer’s arrival surprises—always. Cool and greening one day..heat and growing the next.
From my world to your heart,