(This post was last modified: 05-04-2023, 03:41 PM by Lipripper660.)
It’s trying. It’s trying really hard to get to spring but this weekend will put snow on the roof of the mountain cabin. Snow you say? Yes sir, the bison are dropping calves on the snow this year. There are open meadows that get full sun. So the animals are starting to hit the green-up but the green is critically late this year and the poor deer are suffering for it. They are still down amongst the farms because the lower elevation has allowed themto get a mouthful of green shoots. Farmers have been extraordinarily kind and allowed deer and elk to hammer their expensive haystacks. Usually we haze them back because they are lazy but this year they were not so lazy as they were desperate. Most that made it through the winter will likely make it to true spring now. The only question is how many made it?
I love the scent of new mud appearing from under the showbanks. Last night after turning a bowl on the lathe for a gift I jumped up on the dry farms above my place just to see what was going on. Schwieder and his bunch were redrilling winter-killed grain and were glad to be dry enough to go. Simmons was doing the same. I spent a bit of time talking to Mr Schwieder and he mentioned I needed to go a couple of miles down the road. Then I’d know why his grain winter killed. I did. And wow! Certainly this is in a windy spot so the snow piled in here but there has to be lots of snow for the wind to move it! Yep, that’s too much dark for the grain to survive well.
I’m sad that Fine killed todays shave but I get it. Green Vetiver is not an easily approachable scent to many. It’s just a bit piquant I suppose but for a full face of Vetiver it is hard to beat. Citrus, Vetiver, coumarin, oakmoss. Man it smells like that moldering mud at the edge of a snow bank.