by Anglo-American Farmer Bodwyn Wook
We have been having a cool not to say cold Spring, but yesterday touched off 82 (OS) and more of same is forecast for to-day and to-morrow. Then back to around seventy, which still will be higher than before.
Here we are at a delightful stage in the farming, everything is sown and I’ve time to potter in my garden and with some drawing and watercolour painting before hay-making in ten days or so, I reckon. Our upper Middle Western skies are truly the skies of Constable and Turner you know.
I’ve been setting out lids of grape conserve in jar caps for the Baltimore Orioles, you there in England should look these up, they are beautiful. They make the famous basket nests, bag hammocks like so many little, feathered, black-and-yellow but round bottomed sailors. A true tropical bird, they prefer the late-leafing oaks (also tropical originally) and will settle for the larger maples. Their liquid song causes me to call them my ‘waterseller bird’ as, when they do stop, it means we will have a nice rainy Summer.
[Bodwyn Wook all rights reserved 19 May 2009]