Thursday, July 14, 2016

A little slice of botanical history









The prairie flowers are in full bloom right now.  We have about two acres of these purple, yellow and white beauties.  The warm season grasses including big bluestem, little bluestem, Indian grass, and switchgrass are pushing their way up through the midst of the flowers at this point in the summer, too.  In a few weeks the grasses will dominate, giving a beautiful fall show of color and texture.  These plants all have deep, deep roots (sometimes 8-16 feet deep) that allow the rain to penetrate the soil to replenish the aquifers.  This is in contrast to the 1/4" roots of our typical lawn grasses like Kentucky bluegrass.  On the lawn, a heavy rain will simply run off into ditches.  On prairie, it soaks right in.

This thick growth of the prairie grasses and flowers is the vegetation that made the incredibly rich soil here in the Midwest as it grew and decayed year after year, century after century, occasionally being burned off when lightning ignited dry grasses.  The burning returned many of the minerals to the soil and made them available to new growth and the thick layers of decay added rich, rich organic matter to the soil.  Here on the farm we have only a few of the wide variety of plants that once grew around here but even those few put on quite a show at this time of year.  Some people look at the untidy-ness of such fields and simply see a huge patch of weeds.  I look at it and see habitat for birds, insects, butterflies and small mammals, a rich source of seed to feed the birds through the long hard winter, nectar and pollen for my honeybees, and a reminder of what this area looked like 200 years ago, before it was populated.  It's a tiny patch of history, right in our backyard and it's alive with all kinds of critters.

Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Summer storm

One of the things that has most delighted our hearts about being back in the Midwest is the weather.  After almost nine years of endless sunshine and warm temperatures in a desert climate, I wondered how we would handle things like 95% humidity.  But the changeableness and variety bring a huge interest to life.

This morning we were standing in the garage before our workout, looking west out the big open door at the rain that had started.  Suddenly a bolt of lightning split the sky and hit the sheep barn.  We could feel the blast of air compressed from it and the noise was incredible.  We watched with bated breath to see if the barn started on fire but thankfully (and miraculously) it didn't.  When we ran out to check, it hadn't even killed the electricity out there!  The rain made it very humid so by the time we finished our workout with Kenji, we were drenched with sweat (some people pay to go to a sauna for that effect!).  The rainshower hadn't lasted long so Pete and I decided to go for our 5 mile bike ride, although the clouds were moving in again.  We watched the front move right over our heads like a ceiling as we rode.  The air changed from nearly still to a light breeze from the south to a stiff breeze from the west for the last stretch of our ride.  Then the sky cleared and we had blue skies and sunshine for most of the day.

This evening another big front rolled through and brought heavy, horizontal rain along with strong, gusty winds.  The temperature dropped ten degrees as it came through and when it had passed, we'd gotten about an inch of rain.  Towards sunset, the sky cleared once again and gave us a spectacular view to the west.  I went out and walked around the farm, gulping in the cool fresh air.  The prairie grasses and flowers were beaten down but I know by tomorrow they will be upright with their faces to the sun.  The sweet corn in the garden is nearly flat from the wind and the ground under the apple trees littered with little green apples blown right off the branches.  

The weather is never boring; although it brings a definite unpredictability to life, we glory in the variety.  Especially when we can retreat to the air conditioned house after working hard outdoors!  
Sunset panorama behind the prairie grasses and flowers







The moon is just a hazy smudge in the sky

Thursday, July 7, 2016

First week of July


A warm and busy week on the farm.  Several heavy thundershowers moved through bringing much-needed rain.  Enjoyed a quick visit from Becca.  Celebrated the Fourth of July in a quiet way.  Most evenings bring spectacular sunsets.  Fireflies sparkle in the yard and light up the fields at night.  Picked the first beans and kale from the garden.  Fresh eggs from the hens for breakfast.  Vigorous workouts with Kenji three mornings a week.  Bike rides on the country roads on sunny mornings.  Times of fellowship with friends.  Studying Philippians with Anne and Kenji.  We're very thankful to God for this good season of life.

Herr und Frau Summselbrummsel

Sunset reflected in the eastern sky

The hives are thriving

No longer ducklings - all feathered out


Red-winged blackbird nest in the prairie grasses, woven around three thistle stems.

Peter Piper will soon be picking purple peppers

Bean season has begun - from now until frost I'll be picking beans by the basketful!

Rain barrels in place and filled with water from this week's storms

Second pair of rain barrels.

We robbed the bees of some bee balm from the prairie grasses.


Burr comb from one of the hives - beautiful white beeswax.

Ripe spelt, ready for harvest (in Big Rock, IL)

At Big Rock Library - I wish they were at the farm!