dogghr
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Pear trees in bloom, and bees were working them hard. Planted these last year away from the apples, and have been please. Should grow good this year. I'll cut any fruit off that might try to start this year to let them grow some. And spread 10-10-10 fert in a few weeks around the drip edge.
Enjoy the spring, and look close, even down into your blooms. Notice the sex organs ( its allowed) the various types of pollen, and the insects working them. Watch how the blooms take turns opening, the leaves as they uncurl, the growth that begins so that life can continue quickly before winter brings its death again. Don't stand back, get so close you sneeze the rest of the day. Thanks for reading.
"The drama of the sky dance is enacted nightly on hundreds of farms, the owners of which sigh for entertainment, but harbor the illusion that it is to be sought in theaters. They live on the land, but not by the land.
The woodcock is a living refutation of the theory that the utility of a game bird is to serve as a target, or to pose gracefully on a slice of toast. No one would rather hunt wookcock in October than I, but since learning of the sky dance I find myself calling one or two birds enough. I must be sure that, come April, there be no dearth of dancers in the sunset sky." ----A Sand County Almanac, Aldo Leopold
Pear trees in bloom, and bees were working them hard. Planted these last year away from the apples, and have been please. Should grow good this year. I'll cut any fruit off that might try to start this year to let them grow some. And spread 10-10-10 fert in a few weeks around the drip edge.
Enjoy the spring, and look close, even down into your blooms. Notice the sex organs ( its allowed) the various types of pollen, and the insects working them. Watch how the blooms take turns opening, the leaves as they uncurl, the growth that begins so that life can continue quickly before winter brings its death again. Don't stand back, get so close you sneeze the rest of the day. Thanks for reading.
"The drama of the sky dance is enacted nightly on hundreds of farms, the owners of which sigh for entertainment, but harbor the illusion that it is to be sought in theaters. They live on the land, but not by the land.
The woodcock is a living refutation of the theory that the utility of a game bird is to serve as a target, or to pose gracefully on a slice of toast. No one would rather hunt wookcock in October than I, but since learning of the sky dance I find myself calling one or two birds enough. I must be sure that, come April, there be no dearth of dancers in the sunset sky." ----A Sand County Almanac, Aldo Leopold