alfalfa seed | Life on a Colorado Farm

We went with Mom and Dad to order the corn seed and the alfalfa seed for next year.

It seemed to TAKE FOREVER!!!

Fuzzy and I had to wait in the back of the truck. Fuzzy doesn’t mind waiting in the back of the truck, but if I have to wait I get bored. I want to get out and sniff around!!!

But Mom made us all wait with her while Dad talked water and seeds and stuff like that.

All seeds are short this year because of the HUGE drought last summer. Dad ordered most of his corn seed, but got three bags to bring home and three bags of pure gold (alfalfa seed) to also bring home. The rest he will order in January and hope to pick up everything he ordered in March or April.

They are saying that we just MIGHT get to have 40% irrigation water next year…no one knows how to prepare. Dad said he will prepare as always, but also be prepared to not plant as much.

After we got home

I could SMELL something different on the farm…I took off hallooooooooooooing to the upper end, Fuzzy right behind me.

Mom came along with Fuzzy.

Yep!

I was right!

The whole pack was here walking on the farm!

We joined them.

Then Houston and I went off to sniff things around all the hillsides and just left everyone else in the dust.

Houston is a ton of fun…did you know she can climb trees? Yes! She CAN!!!

Fuzzy and I just look at her, who would have every thought? I know cats can climb trees

and foxes can climb trees, but I sure didn’t know Houston could climb trees.

The day was pretty warm and nice so they all walked together for some way.

I kept an eye on them, even though they couldn’t see me! Then when everyone headed for the house and Hank and his family headed to their house, I waited and waited while they called me then……

I gave it my all and caught up with them just as they started down the road to home!

Of course, after we got back and Shannon and her family went home, Fuzzy and I figured out the sun was just right for a

NAP!

I love surprises like this!

Boomer

The irrigation water sure has Dad and Mom worried.

They don’t have to go out every eight hours right now because the water is in the corn and the old alfalfa field. See those fields have their plants up and growing so they don’t take as much water, but when the water gets BACK to the pinto bean field they will be back to the eight hour change No Matter What!

Dad is planting the very last of the corn today…this morning in fact. He has given up on planting the new alfalfa field.

He will start planting the pinto beans on Monday. Outside of the alfalfa field (alfalfa seed is like buying gold at today’s prices, so he is not going to chance losing the crop because of the lack of water) he will have everything planted. (Dad will plant the alfalfa seed after the sweet corn farmers start harvesting their crop. Once the sweet corn is gone, more water will be in the canals. Hay is a nice cash crop to have.)

Water is extremely short…they are working with 70% of 100% right now—as they move into the middle of summer the ditch riders have told everyone that water is going to be moved lower and lower until it gets to 40%. That will be a 60% loss of water.

Everyone is hoping 40% is as low as it does get!

We hope so too!!!!

So the race is on!

All the farmers HAVE to get the seeds in the ground, watered up, and growing well ….BEFORE…the irrigation water drops to 40%.

As the water levels shrink the nightmare, of keeping everything wet, will just get worse. But the critical stage is getting the plant UP.

Boomie is doing better about coming when he hears the four-wheeler start…Mom talks to him as soon as we get to the field…”Boomer…you can play, but when you hear the four-wheeler start, you HAVE to be back here ready to go home or you will have to run home by yourself!”

He has done real good, even coming back to check on us once in a while.

But the last evening he said he was clear over in the wet lands smelling out the birds and things when he heard the four-wheeler start. Everything was just getting really interesting so he decided he would run home.