Built a nice fire and the wind came up, it started raining, and that was the end of that. Of course, later the clouds disappeared and the sun came out. Typical. I’ll try again. Bad wind and tornadoes have ripped through the area of our farm, picking up $80,000 sprinklers and smashing them into the ground. Hail beat the corn into the ground, but for most, the growing point wasn’t above the ground yet, so if the weather warms up, the corn will probably survive. The farmers just have to get new sprinkler systems up and running – in a hurry. The problem is everybody wants it at once. That’s not going to happen.
That’s the life of a farmer. Back east, some farmers haven’t even gotten the seed in the ground yet because of bad weather, and others are trying to replant due to flooding. Weather is the great equalizer. Spray pilots can’t fly when the weather is bad, and the ground rigs can’t run either. Farmers might think they have done a great job planning and executing for the year, but the weather doesn’t care. Floods, drought, tornadoes, hail, too hot, too cold – and nations of starving people. Kind of scary.
I took my first long bike ride of the season the other day. I have to admit, there was a little soreness afterward. That will get better – if I keep at it. It was a stellar day with perfect weather and temperature. Several goose families were out with the babies. They are darling to watch. A bald eagle circled above me three times while I rode around Rigden Reservoir. I don’t know if I was close to a nest or just looked like I might be a food source. Either way, eagles are beautiful birds, soaring with such grace, much more than I had on my bike. I had to stop to keep from going in the water in order to watch him, but he had no trouble at all keeping me in his sights. Summer is here.