The least remarkable time of year around here lasts from about mid-January to late March. The camellia blooms have faded, the last of the bahia grasses have singed from frost, and the rain just brings heavy fog and mud. "How are the animals in this weather?" my coworkers will ask. I make my best effort… Continue reading Middle Winter
Having worked through a record-smashing drought on an Eastern Colorado ranch, I swore then to never speak of rain (or its results) in negative terms. How that declaration has been tested this year, as we capped out at a two-month record of 33.5" of rainfall. Hard to believe that much moisture has hit the ground,… Continue reading The Persistence of Grass
That Summer Heat Saturday was a benchmark of a beautiful day. Hot? Insanely. But wonderful skies and the grass cresting "electric" green. Full confession: June and July are my two favorite months in Florida. Not because I'm a glutton for punishment, I promise. There is so much to appreciate: the torrential rains; the subsequent explosion of… Continue reading Just Past Solstice
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