Waiting for the rain to stop so I can get out for a ride.
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Waiting for the rain to stop so I can get out for a ride.
Jane Hirshfield, Wet Spring
A lawn is a meadow waiting to happen
The conversation among us four homeowners eventually turned to the tyranny of lawns in these days of over-abundant rainfall.
If you mow a lawn, you’re familiar with the conundrum:
- You can’t mow grass when it’s wet.
- You can’t NOT mow or soon the grass will become too high to mow.
- The taller it gets, the longer it stays wet.
Our friend quoted her late father on the subject - something like: “Well, then, turn it into a meadow.”
I see wisdom there. We all know that nature abhors lawns, and will some day reclaim them all.
I haven’t been able to get to all parts of my “lawn” this year and, as this photo shows, some of it looks very meadow-like.
I rather like it, and I’m pretty sure the birds and bees do, too.
How’s your sump pump ...?
Something tells me this water-logged “spring” has been a banner year for sump pump sales ...
This slimy beast didn’t look quite this bad when I pulled it from the turbid depths of its underwater cave; this is how it looked after I dragged it to Home Depot - just to make sure that the replacement would match up (there are more variables than you might imagine).
A couple of weeks ago we thought we had an electrical problem at our home. In fact, the motor on the sump pump had fried and shorted out the circuit. An electrician unplugged the pump, reset the breaker. Everything on the circuit worked again. Except the sump pump.
“Now all you have to,” he said, “is put in a new pump.”
I got the new pump and, having done the job before, put it in without much trouble.
I’ve written quite a lot on the subject of what I like about living in the country, beyond the reach of city water and sewer. One of the things I DO NOT like: sump pumps. When one dies, it’s almost always an emergency.
So far, we’ve been lucky, catching both our sump pump failures before the ground water backed up into the basement.
I keep having remind myself that a cool, wet spring reduces the summer/autumn wildfire danger. I just want a dry sunny day to go to the zoo!!!
Weed pressure rises in fields this spring | Farms.com
Weed pressure rises in fields this spring | Farms.com
"Although it is still early in the season, these weed pressures are something producers should pay close attention to, says Dave Curry, Certified Crop Advisor and field marketer for HDC, covering Lambton and Middlesex Counties.
‘In general we are (seeing) a bit higher than usual weed pressure (in fields),’ he says. ‘The weeds seem to be a bit more advanced than what farmers (may have been)…
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Navigating the Wet Spring in Your Garden
Anxious to plant after the rain? We encourage a bit of patience.
Like you, the staff at the Chicago Botanic Garden has been tracking the recent rains. We know many of you are anxious to get planting done—it is spring, right? But we encourage caution and patience. If it squishes, wait. Working with wet soil and turf damages it. Here are tips to help gardeners navigate Chicago’s spring: Wait until the soil dries out to get back in your garden. If the soil can…
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"CRYSTAL TEARS, HERE"
“CRYSTAL TEARS, HERE”
From time to time- Rays so timid yet sublime- Pierce the unusual gray sting- Of a wet spring; Where the crystal tears, here- Pass by you, I hear! As they fall, Incessantly they crawl! Dripping while afraid! Streaming down, then fade! Lost, no more pure- On your shoes, seek cure! I pity your white tears; What if they were near!! … Ellie bing.com
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