If you read my Throwback Thursday post from yesterday, you can compare notes and photos. In 2009, I mentioned how green everything was… how tall the grass was… how it was just WET and GREEN.
Not so this year. We haven’t had a good measurable rain since April… I’m not counting the quick bursts of 5 drops here and there.
Daniel rides through the sage overlooking the smokey Big Horn Basin. You can’t quite see the mountains on the other side of the Basin. We gather from all corners of the pasture to the center, here are Brandon, Megan, Quinlan, and Lorelei following our girls down the hillside. (If you double click on the photo, some browsers enlarge the photo for you)
Notice the grass. Brown. Dry. Crispy.
It’s very easy to see where the water is close to the surface.
Now, granted, the dry grass is what we call “hard” grass. It packs a lot of punch for its size and even when it’s dry. Greener, “soft” grass doesn’t have the potency that “hard” grass does. But there is the crispy factor. A little moisture would make it perfect.
The grass in front of the head catch is not near what it looked like in yesterday’s post.
On the whole, though, the cows sure weren’t complaining when they hit the fresh grass, no matter the height or the level of green.Find me here!