Yes! It! Does! All the Time! WIND!
It starts around the last week of February or the first week in March. And it doesn’t stop blowing.
Oh. That maybe a bit of a stretch, but, I think you get it.
Mom is silly. She likes the wind. Well, most wind.
She doesn’t like the kind of wind that picks up buildings and flings them here and there.
But she does like the kind of wind that lifts her hair off her head and flinging it everywhichwayandup.
Mom is crazy.
Just say’n.
TLC Cai-Cai
Well, as you found out I am talking to you about our weather. For now, in this post, we have now moved to Spring (although, it IS NOT Spring right now. Just for this wee report on the weather here on the farm)
Spring weather is busy weather. Always. That is why I told you about all the ‘work’ on the farm…work is a type of weather, you see. All that tooing and froing brings a sorta wind to everything.
Spring brings all the songbirds back so that (yum, slurp, lick) the whole world sounds like BIRDS!
Also, it’s time to say goodbye to those BIG birds. They rise up one day and point south in a huge arrow, call GOOD-BYE to Mom. Mom waves goodbye to them; throws a kiss, tells them safe journey, and come back again. The farm is always waiting for them.
And they are —- gone!
But for REAL Spring weather we turn to RAIN!
Good ole make your fur so wet it takes three hours of constant licking to ever get dry again.
Mom pets me and tells me…rain is good, TLC Cai-Cai, it cleans the earth, washes everything new, and helps all the plants grow and turn green.
Mom doesn’t understand how TIRED my tongue gets.
Just say’n.
TLC Cai-Cai
First…yes, each and every time…first is Dad getting one of the tractors out and hooking it up to something. More than likely to the disk.
Then he uses the disk, after which he will plow, then roll, then level, then mark out.
Yep…each and every day in each and every field Dad will do this.
ALL except to the alfalfa field. That requires something different.
In-between all that ‘tractor work’ Dad will figure out something he wants to do BEFORE everything gets too busy.
There will be — hauling stuff to the dump,
or hauling a load to the metal buying place, or maybe even finishing up something he started in the winter.
Spring gets to be B.U.S.Y!
In the meantime, when Mom isn’t helping Dad do something, Mom is getting her yard ready for Spring. This means, raking EVERYTHING, spading up the ground where she wants to plant something new,
plus keeping on hauling in wood.
Because, You See, March is still COLD!
Which works for me!
Because I LOVE the COLD!
Just Say’n.
TLC Cai-Cai
By the end of February Dad is getting pretty excited to start farming. Why even some of the other farmers…the BIG GUYS… have started. It all depends on the frost in the ground, or not in the ground.
Dad and Mom have been busy ‘doing stuff’ most of January and most of February. This stuff usually consists of whatever it takes to make the FARMING SEASON go smooth.
Sometime in late March or April, the Apricot trees will start to bloom.
Mom says LATE APRIL, please. If you must bloom make it LATE APRIL!
You see there are still many, many cold nights and days that kill things that burst forth into robustious blooms.
A cold snap (or a terrible freeze) doesn’t seem to hurt the trees or the leaves (or lack thereof) on the trees, but it does take a huge whack out of the blossoms!
First, there are lovely sweet-smelling flowers and BAM! They are brown and dead and fall off the trees.
Of course, that also means there is no fruit to can later on.
Anyway, by the time March comes roaring in (we hope it roars in not out)
Mom and Dad are farming—
Which isn’t weather, but still…it is SPRING!
TLC Cai-Cai
Life on a Colorado Farm 