In summer you just want the rain to fall. Any rain at all. The ground is dry and cracked, the grass is losing its green and has stopped growing. After a while even the lucerne stops and you have to feed hay.
In fall you watch the limited growth wondering how long it will last.
In winter you work hard rolling out hay and hoping the ground doesn’t get too wet. You count the weeks until March.
But in Spring life is just peachy. There’s rain, there’s sun. There’s so much grass you can look anywhere and there’s food. Calves are running around like idiots. Cows are fat and happy.
Cow 12 eating a mix of sowed grass and weeds.
Yesterday’s grazed stubble with farmer leg for scale.
Tomorrow’s rich pasture. Lots of ryegrass and meadow grass with a layer of clover down low.
Plenty of dung beetles in the cowpats.
The view back to the house. Florida 1 is in the foreground full of fescue, red clover and birdsfoot trefoil.
This was the first “thick” song that came to mind and it has the added bonus of being really irritating to (flautist) Jean. Go on, you love the jazz flute! To be honest they do a really good job live.
Oh and Jethro Tull is named after the guy that invented the seed drill.
5 thoughts on “This grass is so thick, it must be May”
You forgot to punctuate “farmer leg” scale with a Croc. Love your safety wear. That could add a half inch with all the croc-fluff. So the post-munch grass is longer than advertised.
You outed my field crocs!
Lovely grass and lovely cows! They do look fat and happy! And we have dung beetles, too! Hooray!
Hi there when would your next beef be ready for sale?
Hello Keith, there’s a Toulouse delivery this Friday, I’ll send you email.