RicelandMeadows

June 15, 2015

They are not amber yet, but the waves on the field are neat to watch. The wind moves through the ripening seed heads. The plants sway and move with the ease of a dancer. This is just one of the wonderful things I get to witness daily. The speltz will be ripe by next month. Now, if the wind doesn’t flatten them, there will be plenty of horse feed to get us through the next year.

We are experiencing some very hot, sticky , wet days. The humidity is above eighty percent. The air is heavy and a man sweats by just walking about. The weeds and bugs are flourishing, but so are the plants in the newly planted gardens. The race is on, as the weeds try to get a foot hold and I try to eradicate them before they become a big problem. The current weather and growing conditions make this contest an even match. I am winning, but there is no rest in sight!

All the farm animals are seeking shade and cool spots to spend their days. I too have found plenty of time to come inside for hydration and conversation. I am getting a few things done, but a nap sure does sound good. It’s no wonder the native people of Mexico rested in the heat of the day. Those people were in no way lazy… they were smart!