The dry, brown grass crunches under my boots as I walk through our pasture. It’s depressing. All our pastures have dried up except one: the native warm-season grass pasture. It’s thriving. It flourishes in warmer temperatures and can tolerate drought conditions.
Spring Surge at Whiskey Creek Regenerative Farming Note: This post was written by a real person: me. There are no popups, paywalls, ads, or AI. All photos are by me unless otherwise noted. The energy of life surges this month. I can feel it in the sun’s warmth, smell it...
Winter in Swoope The grasslands in Swoope are brown and dormant. Late in the afternoon I stand on our deck with my binoculars and search the wide-open pastures for Short-eared Owls. I can see for several miles north and sweep slowly 180 degrees to the south. First, I spot a...
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