Thoughts and more thoughts of the world and where we are all headed, all that you are is in your palm of your hands, if you don’t give it away your owned by it, life is full of knowledge and answers however we sometimes we all refuse to walk into the world with and open heart…blessings my friends here is a basic update of the farms.
It already feels like October here in the high mountains. The bears are moving about, they’re the ones watching if the weather is gonna change quickly. They’ve been a bit lethargic. However, I have seen evidence of their munching the sweet starchy tops of the midsummer Corn – tasseling nicely and the pollen drop has begun – the ears are underway. I’ve been picking already and eating corn, the beans are doing great, the squash, pumpkins and leafy plants are a bit behind. We shall see what produces as they like a colder climate to grow and stretch out.
The Summer Monsoon has exceeded expectations, and rain came at the right time. However, with good rain comes weeds of various kinds and temperament.
The wild plums (Bpoo loo loo) did not grow this year due to the frost in the spring; however, the chokecherries are getting darker and juicer and it’s time to make syrup and preserves.
It’s been a very odd year for the farmers this year and consistency was the key. It started out fast and heavy and it never stopped. The August cold front of the high mountain dessert region was powerful and strong. It made everything wander about like a prairie dog scampering and watching intently from its hole home.
The Kioty as well as the Red-buffalo have had their share of beatings this year although they’re hanging in there waiting for the next job. Working with machinery helps immensely, and they have become part of the team.
Stay strong everyone. The fields define our strength and weaknesses; we are all chosen to walk the path of the great ones. Walk softly on earth watching plants shine and die, blowing in the wind and getting rooted up by the same element.
We are farmers of the new, chosen to walk this moment in time to sing and dance a song so ancient even the corn has forgotten the melody.
I’m here with you all, wherever you are, singing and praying for the delight of the new harvest.
Blessings my friends and family who walk the way of the earth..