Sunday, April 11, 2010
Spring Time at StarHop
In the past week, while our dog Hank and I have had our morning ritual of "throw the ball and I'll bring it back" in our front (summer) pasture, I've observed our grass grow almost 6 inches in less days.
Spring time has arrived at StarHop, our little ranch nestled on the west side of the Cascade foothills. Although we had a 24 degree night a few days ago, everything here is blooming and growing.
So yesterday morning my husband and I had our annual conversation about whether it's time to prepare to move our horses to the summer pasture.
Waiting to cut it will mean another week's time before my husband and his tractor can get out in the field. Another week's time will mean another 6 or so inches growth, equaling the grass almost being a foot tall. We've found the higher the cut grass, the longer it takes to decay or not decay at all into the soil, leaving it cut and rotten on top of the newer growth.
He drives our little tractor, or what I refer to as "The Little Tractor That Could". Not very big, this tractor represents my husband and I, doing the best we can with what we have. I like to think it signifies the support and love we have for each other.
This tractor represents the new washer, dryer, range, dishwasher, carpet and flooring I was supposed to get when we moved into this house. But on one of our morning weekend, "State of The Union" coffee discussions, the need for this tool became a higher priority. Although five years later, my new appliances and flooring are just now starting to come on the front burner again, I don't begrudge this purchase.