Beneath the Roar of the Harsh Spring Winds—-Sunday, April 15, 2018

We finally have a calm day.  Well, actually we had a calm day starting mid-morning yesterday.

It was lovely.  Cold, then warming up — to warm enough a coat could be shed, then cold again.
But that is okay.  It’s all about Spring, right now.

In the frenzy of the wind we also fought trash.  Lots and lots of trash.  Trash so thick and massive it would cause the water to flow over the top of the banks flooding into the next field where the water really should NOT be.

But things are being dealt with…the water for the fields.  (Terry wet plants, which means he waters all the field first, allows it to dry out enough he can get a tractor and planter in, then plants the seeds.  Once planted in four-five days the little plants pop out of the ground ready to begin their lives of growing.  Most other farmers dry plant.  Dry plant means you plant the seed into dry soil, then put water into the furrows wetting the soil and the seed at the same time.  The seed take a wee bit longer to emerge, but in the end it accomplishes the same thing…growing plants 🙂 )

April is the hurry and prepare month, the emerging of new green of leaves, small brilliant flowers–perfect for food for the honey and bumble bees,—the days longer, twilight gathering later and later in the day, soft flutter-bys flitting here and there, the awakening of those other flying bugs: midges, and flies!

And always, always, setting tubes amid the simple beauty of life on western Colorado farm,

Unfailingly, Your friend,

Linda

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