I guess it's time for another farm update. Dry weather has hit us again for the third year in a row. We've only had a scant four-tenths of an inch of rain since June 1st. Flower beds and pastures are beginning to suffer and we are under a burn ban. Winds have been fairly strong and last week a whirlwind caught up some hay on our neighbor's land, tossing it into the power lines, and setting the field on fire. Fortunately we're not too far from the rural fire station and the fire was put out quickly. It's just as well that we didn't have a garden this year, for all the work would have been in vain.
You're probably saying, "Why don't you water your flowers?" The answer: we have to conserve the water for the chickens to drink and to cool them. One never knows when the city water might shut down and if the wells were dry we'd be in big trouble.
Our spring hay crop yielded enough bales to see us through the winter, provided we don't have to feed a lot of it before cold weather. Of course we're hoping it will rain and the grass will grow for another cutting. It's always good to have extra; we learned that from last year when we ran short. Notice in this picture, the old tractor with a tank behind it; the tank is filled with water just in case of fire. We also have insurance on the hay.
The flower beds and yard are a pitiful sight. Everything is just trying to survive the dry heat. Also, when these beds were put in, the trees were small; now they're big and sap the moisture from the flowers. Plans for moving the beds are coming to mind.
Day lilies have tried to bloom, but the plants from seeds I planted shriveled up. Now do you understand why I love seeing the pictures of your pretty flowers?
The true tiger lilies are much smaller and weaker than they should be.
But there is always one flower that will like the heat: the orange, double day lily.
The chickens are three weeks old now, and as long as we have water for the cool cells and electricity to power the fans to pull cool air over them, they don't know what it's like outside.
With hay work at a standstill, I've been working in the sewing room, piecing doll quilts; I'll show you in a few days what I've been up to. Hope this post isn't too depressing; it's just the life of a farmer.