High up in the mountains are piles and piles of snow. The skiers love the white stuff and slide all over it. In the spring the piles of white turn into water and flow down the hill turning into raging g torrents. The skiers doff their skies and grab a raft to fly over the waves of the raging torrents.
Spring melt usually brings floods and damage in some areas. The spring nag melt is also the lifblood of summer plants. These muddy torrents tumbling over the rocks feed the plants and recharge the ground water. Trees and plants depend on the water that flows down off the mountains. Well so does a beer company or two……. then that is another story.
Tiny little cricks turn into raging streams, roiling muddy water, lapping at the banks edge. Will the stream go over the banks.
What is normally a gurgling little stream becomes a muddy monster in the spring. Water roars down the hill as the temperature rises. Bushes and shrubs that had grown up along the streams edge cling for their lives to the banks. Another surge of warm air and the water becomes fiercer, more debris is loosened and slams into the shrubs. Some of the bushes are washed away, others become repositories of nature’s trash.
This is Nature’s version of earth day, wash all the crud away, send it downstream. Flooding is a great cleanser and one of nature’s way of taking care of itself.
Another nature subject is the oil slick. I wonder who will make the most political hay off of it. Things like this happen no matter how hard man tries to prevent them. So many have a mind set that if a law is passed to stop something, it will stop. Man an nature have their own way of dealing with life and all the laws in the world will not put Humpty Dumpty back together. Yet watch, somewhere a new law will show up to say the problem is solved. It’s like law p[assign has a magic cure in it.
God gave us some rules to live by, how successful have we been at following 10 little commandments………? Laws do not prevent, they may slow down but are not laws of prevention. The integral moral compass of man is the preventer and sadly not many have an internal moral compass.
Woke up the other morning to snow, great big flakes the size of tennis balls floating down out of the sky. Luckily it was not heavy and didn’t last long. It sure is making the fields green and there are wild flowers sprouting up hither an yon. There are lots of herbs popping up also. So far no really really nasty storms but there have been some big boomer’s here an there.
These little things were growing just on the edge of the ditch, look like forget me not. Tiny little flowers. The dirt has been dry for a bit with the cracks and it is also clay dirt which shrinks real quick. I’ve tried growing clusters like this and I’m still waiting.
The clouds are building again this afternoon and it appears they may be scattered rainstorms later today. Still cold, been below freezing past couple of nights. Want to do some planting but I’m going to have to wait. Got the dirt all turned up and loosened, spread some brownie mix on and I’m ready….. now where is the warm weather.