And what else have you been doing, you ask, during the time you’ve been self-quarantining at the farm? Well, we haven’t been wearing masks except when we go into town, and it’s been easy to practice social distancing when we see practically no one but family. Even then, we have temporarily given up the hugs we normally use to greet each other, but I hope that will end soon. Oh, and I haven't been putting up many blog posts because of data usage concerns.
While we've been at the farm, we've seen beautiful sunsets
As well as full moons.
We have seen our Mississippi kites soar overhead,
And watched their fledglings exchange their juvenile plumage for adult feathers and take wing.
But the kites weren't the only feathered friends that visited. In addition to the golden-cheeked warblers we showed you earlier, there were several summer tanagers that chased each other through the trees around the house.
We have spent time with family, among them Michal's niece, Anna, her husband, Joel, and kids Jamey and Laura.
Cousin Kathy and Kaia joined us for a walk and some brush burning.
Later, Cousin Kelly and Buddy came for a visit as well.
We have also gotten together on several occasions with Kathy and Eric and neighbors Mickie and Larry Tigner, so our social life here has helped keep us entertained.
On one of our short trips back to Volente, Brian and Debi came for dinner, along with our grandson, Gage. We have missed them during our self-imposed quarantines, and it was great to get together.
Gage completed his studies at Angelo State University this spring, and we had planned a big celebration to mark the occasion. We had to forego that get-together because graduation, along with so many other activities, was canceled. The good news is that Gage was able to find a job in Austin in his field of study, business management.
Although the past month has been a bit dry, nice rains earlier in the spring brought us a beautiful crop of wildflowers here at the farm. In addition to the bluebonnets, we enjoyed a few of these unusual orange milkweeds.
The antelope horn milkweed is spectacular from bud to flower.
We encourage them because they are the host plant for the monarch butterfly. And, they are just as beautiful as their seed pods ripen and spill the beginnings of new plants.
In the last week, the bluebell gentians have been blooming. Most of ours are the deeper blue variety,
but we also have some with the creamy white centers as well.
A couple of other wildflowers in the blue/purple category are this pretty "common" petunia below,
and this western horse-nettle. It might be called a weed by some, because the foliage is very prickly. The flowers are lovely, though, don't you think?
Another flower that some call a weed is the buffalo bur. You can admire the delicate yellow flowers, but don't come too close. The burs are savage!
One of my favorite flowers has to be the mountain pink. They usually appear in profusion after a rain, and look like little pink ice cream cones. Right now the caliche hillsides at the farm are covered with them.
One reason I haven't put up many blog posts this spring is work! We have spent a lot of time cutting, shredding, poisoning and burning brush to remove invasive species from the land so that the grass can grow. We have been joined in our efforts by my brother and sister-in-law, who have spent almost as much time here this spring as we have.
Another reason I haven't been blogging much lately has to do not with work, but with fun. At least, it's work that is fun. Cody and I have been working sheep at Jack and Vivian Christensen's place just outside Meridian a couple of days each week. I am ever so grateful for their hospitality, for Jack's practical suggestions as to how we can improve, and for both Jack and Vivian's continuing encouragement and support. Thanks to them, Cody and I have made great strides in becoming real working partners. I'm also grateful to good friends Lindsey Posener Williams and Kathy Mazzola for taking photos and videos of Cody and me.
Fetching sheep |
Shedding a single |
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