It is often said around here that it has to snow three times after the robins come before spring can arrive. Enough Already! It's snowed three times - there's two inches of the fresh stuff out there this morning!
This farmer has been battling a cold this last week. Last night was the first time in a few days that I've been able to get outside and do some real work. Sure, I bundled up, helped with chores, then dragged myself up to the house to crawl in a hot tub of water, but never really accomplished much for spring yard or fieldwork. But last night, I managed to clean up a load of manure and since it was dry and rather old, spread it on our garden where we will disk it in next week.
Now that I'm slowly beginning to feel better and to make up for lost time, it is such a drag to see that snow out there again. But, I keep telling myself, it's moisture. After six years of drought, it's moisture. And, with the recent outbreak of bad weather across the southern edges of this storm, I should not be complaining about a little bit of snow. Our prayers go out to those affected by those storms. This farmer has volunteered with Mennonite Disaster Services over the years and has seen and heard of some of the devastation that takes place. We ourselves have experienced a tornado and hail the size of softballs. Our crops were shredded and even our cornfields were as flat as a golf course - couldn't even tell they were cornfields - no stalks, ears or anything left. We hope never to experience anything like that again.
So, on go my winter barn boots again - pack away the tennis shoes for a few more days. Time to head to the barn . . .
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