A Perfect Rain We’ve had two days of perfect spring rain. No downpours, just soft, soaking perfect rain. For those of you who don’t live in the West, it’s important to remember that we only get 14.5 inches per year, on average, and the past couple of years we haven’t even gotten that, so the general mood is one of deep relief and nascent hope for a good season this year. Here on my little backyard farm, the pathetic-looking chard and parsley plants I transplanted on Monday are looking good. They like real dirt. They like soft rain. They’re looking…
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Signs of Spring in Livingston, MT Sandhill cranes flying over the dog park in the morning. One pair. Clacking. The 2 year old bird dog loses his mind and chases after them for ten minutes. Marks In and Out is open again — authentic 1950s drive in, white tiles so clean you could do surgery on them, and the best authentic cheeseburgers made with locally grown and processed meat. A cheeseburger you don’t have to feel guilty about. And for 2 bucks, no less. Bare root roses for the garden — 2 Yellow Persians, 2 Fairy Pinks, 2 Therese de…
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Snow! There’s nearly a foot of heavy spring snow out there this morning. The kind that outlines every tree branch, link on my chain link fence, and completely buries all the new beds I dug out in a blanket of heavy wet lovely spring snow. A beautiful sight.
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Snow! For the first time in forty-one days, we have snow. Piles of snow. A foot of snow. Our local ski area is, for the first time all winter reporting powder conditions! Whooo hooo … of course, I’m working today, which is why I’m here posting rather than up there skiing, but perhaps later this week I can play a little hooky.