Robins, plentiful around here, are hatching. Finding the cast-off shells from the successful hatches (and this one showed the signs of just that: the shell broken in the upper third, the inner membranes and blood vessels dry) is like finding a small, incredibly gorgeous treasure. Yes, a well-known jewelry retailer uses that hue as their “signature” color, but it belongs to the robins…and that beauty belongs to all of us.
It’s a sunny Saturday here on the farm, and it’s been unusually warm. Temperatures yesterday hit 80F and are forecasted to be in the 80s (currently 84F now) for the remainder of the weekend. The combination of high humidity and temperatures makes for some uncomfortable days working outside, a reminder of the real heat and humidity that are just around the corner.Continue reading “Around The Farm: Too Warm, A Bit Too Early”
All it takes is a day of warm weather and the stink bugs seem to materialize from the ether. They’ll find their way to windows, lamps, and, strangely, the bathroom…and they just keep appearing.Continue reading “Haiku: Onward And Upward”
As winter begins to loosen its grip on the land, the thaw has begun. The ground, previously as hard as concrete, unyielding and uncooperative, has softened. This marks a transitional period, during which Nature’s beauty must be quickly captured before it disappears.Continue reading “Haiku: Preserved Pools”
The cold and snow are upon us, making the very act of living more challenging for wild creatures. I suspect that the canid tracks above may be from a coyote, as they appear a bit larger than I would expect from a fox (though we have both here). Other tracks, mesmerizing in their own way, were left by other animals and invite imagining their destinations and their difficulties during this time of year.Continue reading “Haiku: Clandestine Crossing”
Today is one of those wet, dreary days that invites thoughts – albeit briefly – of simply getting back into bed and pulling the covers over your head. Of course, when you farm (or if you have kids, pets, or other obligations, as most of us do), that’s merely a briefly-entertained fantasy that you quickly pop like a soap bubble. Mud or no, chores must be done, animals must be fed, and other tasks must be addressed. And while finding beauty on a day like this may seem difficult, it’s really not: it’s there, just waiting to be found.Continue reading “Around The Farm: Gaily Green ‘Gainst Gray”