Junuaray El Kiddo

Well here is fine howd'you do: someone posted flyers all over town that include the address for This blog. Which puts me into a sort of panic. I better get some content worth a darn on this thing in case some body actually clicks it up and reads it.



There hasn't been any regular posting here in months. Reckon that's because winter was over for a while. Longer farming days make for weary nights, and anything outside of "no effort" activities is just plain crazy. But, then, I am a whiny baby who tends to complain...



Oh, and those flyers? Total R-O-C-K!! They are promotional materials to bolster much wanted Community Supporters for our Agriculture.



Of course you might be wondering why the New Website isn't highlighted? All is not coming up broccoli in Tech-land. Tis a mirror to Farm-land: transition, slow, uncooperative components, miscommunication, and time and weather.



Nice laundry list of blame, huh?



Muy mucho has been undergoing change on the Farm Business end of things. The kick ass flyers are one example. Another would be Name Change(Laughing Duck to Crooked Furrow). Still another would be accounting and $ tracking and payroll and all the shit that some body smarter than me has to, check that: wants to deal with. It aint easy and it does not get done all by its self. There is the website to build and, at least, transfer info from the old one. Phone numbers to obtain, mailings to collate, applications to design...you know, Paper Work.



Pardon me Business Manager, I know I omitted important details, and it is not on purpose.



Did any one look at a calender today? JUNE 6 2010. That's right, Summer Time! Oh, except for one thing: It is not June after all. No, it is JUNE-U-ARAY. That's right. This is a time- frame spanning approximately late April through a day that could be this week or one relatively soon, I guess. Never heard of it before and frankly it is a bit tiresome and quite the buzz kill.



This really only pertains to Ground Work. As in we can not do any if it is raining and remaining wet for days and weeks in a row. A friend of mine is fond of saying, "Caint dance. Too wet to plow". Which he will say if invited to eat a taco, or go watch baseball. But, by golly, down on the farm it's said in a literal sense. Although, I do have some of the funkiest dance moves in the valley,that I can bust out on the kitchen floor any evening round dinnertime. However, that does nothing for the too wet to plow(or till) part. Cold hard wet reality is the farmer aint getting to turn ground often enough in June-u-aray and the food, she wont grow. And what do you know, here is a TV news article covering the very same.