This week was a little goofy with weird coincidences and frustrating situations but the bright blue sky and almost wind free Saturday made up for all of that. My brain is a little spinny and playing show and tell will be much easier than just telling the story of my walk.
I learned this green grass is cold weather grass and it will fill up a cow’s belly, it isn’t as nutritious as the grass that starts to green after the weather warms up. Who knew different grass has different nutritional value!
I go on and on about how the prairie looks vacant and it’s necessary to look to the details for the beauty of this big empty. The primroses are one of those tiny details. I met a lovely woman who ranched down the road from the boyfriend’s place and we talked wild flowers. If I get my nerve up I may ask to walk with me in late June and identify the flowers for me. Rumor has it anemones will be blooming in a couple of weeks. They are one of my favorites.
There is a low area we refer to as “the lake” after big snow melt or rain. This is a marsh next to the lake. (that’s the north end of the Colorado Front Range on the horizon, snow covered the mountains look like low hanging clouds) Saturday night we came in at dusk and the peepers (little bitty frogs) were starting to sing. The sound of summer! I’ve been hearing them at the yellow house, too.
Harley was–almost–spry as he enjoyed his peppermints and sunshine. He even lowered his standards and imbibed on a mint which had fallen out of my pocket. But he needs a bath. When I came in from my walk I announced to Dr.Doctor he would be trailering up the donkey to take him to Petsmart for grooming that afternoon. He agreed: “but you’ve got to put the halter on him.” Harley still needs a bath because I’m not even sure I know what a halter is outside of a bathing suit top that ties around your neck. And I’m pretty sure he would balk at wearing one of my bikini tops.
You know how I’ve bemoaned I can’t get Bea to walk with me? It turns out she has been walking “with” me. I was in the creek bed when I saw her off in the distance and I watched her walk a wide circle around me. That boyfriend swears if Bea heard me scream or if someone or something attacked me she would defend me. I think he is just transferring his own reaction onto the dog. But I was chuffed when I discovered she was out in the prairie with me. It was good to hang out with her in the sunshine. She too was much happier when the rain was dripping off the eaves of her dog house.
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