Hey There David!
Dave from McElhoes Family Farm/Belmont here.
Uh
Oh! It's here. The time of year when my newsletter efforts start to
fall apart. The grass is finally greening and the sheep are getting
their first tentative tastes of fresh grass, and now they would rather
be hungry, and bellow at the top of their lungs rather than to eat their
hay. Short, quick pasture moves take more time when I have to check
each fence and spread nets.
Katie,
also, is getting her seasonal restlessness. Spring has always made her
homeschooling a drudge. It was a little better when she was younger
and could read her books up a maple tree, or I could justify her
catching snakes as "educational". Now, I have to try to balance nagging
about her math or poetry and letting her disappear down to the river.
Our laying hens have been picking back up and are ready to leave their winter run to follow the sheep. If only I was as ready with their mobile coops. They are a large part of our regeneration plans, and as we feed and supplement them, they in turn feed and supplement our pastures. Many pests and parasites end up as feed for them as well. Our pastures become cleaner and more fertile incrementally.
"The
brief span of an individual life is misleading. Each one of us is as
old as the entire biological kingdom, and our bloodstreams are
tributaries of the great sea of its total memory."
--J.G. Ballard
Seedlings are coming along in the green house, early
potatoes are in and I am heading out in a few minutes to get in the
peas. Lots of building and repairs need to be caught up, but the crops
are even more time sensitive.
I hope you are seeing your own signs of spring, and I hope the restlessness is controllable, even focused for you.
Gotta run,
Dave