Make hay while the sun shines
Jul. 11th, 2004 02:04 pmLiteral, not figurative.
Them lyin' weather prophets think we'll have a few days straight with sun and lower humidity, so things were humming in the hayfields while I bicycled by. Mostly mowing or tedding (turning and fluffing the drying hay, for you city folks) but a few places chopping the stuff for haylage. That's a fermented product sort of like silage, but made with grass. Need any more down-home farm esoterica explained?
Black-eyed susans blooming, along with milkweed and a couple of types of vetch and the feral daylillies. And the dreaded purple loosestrife, an invasive species that ain't good for much of nothing. If you've never heard of it, look it up. I don't believe in posting URLs, because of all the nasty stuff you can catch wandering around the web, but there are plenty of sites on loosestrife and other problem imports. Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out.
Not much on the critter report, usual roadkill species, plus a couple of live woodchucks. Some of the beaver have taken to blocking up culverts again, lazy rats, building their dams on-the-cheap. We'll see if the town road crews (or the DOT, out on the numbered highways) let the little buggers get away with it.
46 miles, 3:42:40 -- I still say Lance Armstrong is an alien.
Them lyin' weather prophets think we'll have a few days straight with sun and lower humidity, so things were humming in the hayfields while I bicycled by. Mostly mowing or tedding (turning and fluffing the drying hay, for you city folks) but a few places chopping the stuff for haylage. That's a fermented product sort of like silage, but made with grass. Need any more down-home farm esoterica explained?
Black-eyed susans blooming, along with milkweed and a couple of types of vetch and the feral daylillies. And the dreaded purple loosestrife, an invasive species that ain't good for much of nothing. If you've never heard of it, look it up. I don't believe in posting URLs, because of all the nasty stuff you can catch wandering around the web, but there are plenty of sites on loosestrife and other problem imports. Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out.
Not much on the critter report, usual roadkill species, plus a couple of live woodchucks. Some of the beaver have taken to blocking up culverts again, lazy rats, building their dams on-the-cheap. We'll see if the town road crews (or the DOT, out on the numbered highways) let the little buggers get away with it.
46 miles, 3:42:40 -- I still say Lance Armstrong is an alien.