Thursday, March 12, 2009

Watching the Birds

I'm hoping we don't have an arctic blast before spring. I know my blueberry plants are young and inexperienced so they were out of the gate the first warm day in March. My young peach tree is not far behind. I know both are anxious to please, but I worry.
Easter falls on April 12 this year which is later than normal. I'm not sure what that has to do with anything, but my grandparents always fretted about planting crops unless Easter fell at the proper time.
My great grandmother always monitored the activities of squirrels and blackbirds. They spent countless hours pouring over the almanac. "We plan corn when the signs are in the knees," Granny Watson croaked, as she dipped a lid-full of Bruton snuff behind her bottom lip.
Today we have Geo-positioning satellites, advanced soil conditioning technologies, agricultural methodologies, and state of the art weather forecasting computers. But none of these seem to be able to grow gardens as lush and fruitful as the ones my grandparents grew.
So tomorrow I'm running by the bookstore and buying an almanac. I plan to spend time this weekend watching the birds.

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