The alfalfa is rich, deep, dark, and green!
Lush and wonderful!
MAGIC!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The corn is drying now…past all its growing time getting ready for harvest
Each field (we have three) shows the maturity of the corn –the shucks drying down,
The tops turning gold, then gradually turning brown.
The kernels are dented
and hard enough you can’t poke a hole in them.
The last set of water has been accomplished and then turned off of all the cornfields.
Although, we are still irrigating the three alfalfa fields.
But, for the corn, the growing season has finished. Now we wait for it to dry down to the correct dryness, at which time we start corn harvest.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We have two fields of alfalfa being irrigated now…one is almost done (tonight) the other one tomorrow night.
Terry has finished leveling one cornfield, and marked it out, then packed the rows
After which, we started water on it last night. This will take several days to have this field wet, but we have begun. After the whole field is wet then it will set for a spell to dry out some. Then we plant.
Of course, there are other fields of corn to go through the
leveling, marking, irrigation, plant process
And another hayfield. But we are making progress.
Besides helping Terry set tubes, I have been working in my yard. Two days worth of work and three more to go
And I can say—Spring has arrived in my yard!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Here we are, the start of July — a time to me as a time of pleasure-
Next week will be the second cutting of the First field of alfalfa—the air will be full of that indescribable sweetness of green
We’ve been cutting brush…a tiny victory which has no truce—seems there are always ‘brush’ to trim 🙂
The corn is growing and growing—
Terry is standing on top of the ditch bank the cornfield is lower than the farm road
Summer is such a favorite time of the year, for me
Time of heat, color, and joyful little birds
Moving on through the farm
The pastures are looking good, rich, green, lush
No way can I stand on the ditch like Terry…I would fall in!
Summer, when the sun starts moving back toward winter
But, everything else, myself included
Continues to dream-walk through the warmth, the heat, and the beauty of Summer
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda