by Amy Martin (c) Our search for grasses takes us by jeep into the Back 40, to the East Flank. On this side of the wet-weather Cross Creek that divides the 43 acres, the cedar […]
The Way the Day Unfolds, part 1 of 4: Getting to Know Grass
by Amy Martin (c) When there are ten-thousand things that need to be done, it’s hard to know where to start. The weather, the wind, how wet the soil is, these ferret out a few […]
The First Front of Fall
by Amy Martin Hints arose earlier in the day, high wispy clouds, thin in the stratosphere, the sign of cold weather, even though temps were in the 90s. Looking for persimmons late that afternoon a […]
Rain Break of the Bored Farmer
by Amy Martin (c) After weeks of rain, the farmers have become restless. You see them in town during the day, loitering around the hardware stores and tractor places. Encounters have always been a brisk […]
Sugar Freaks on Planet Earth
by Amy Martin (c) A sweet tooth is universal. If aliens ever land, I’m sure they’ll head straight to the sugar cane fields of Brazil. From the grizzly bear that raids the bee hive, to […]
