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Dry Times

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The past two dry years have been tough on the Great Blue Herons here, resorting to year-round rodent hunting to sustain themselves. With a measureable flow for only 18 days this year, absorbed before it made it to the Kaweah River, Dry Creek peaked at 9 cfs on April 3rd, compared to the 2010-11 season when Dry Creek ran until September 4, 2011. It’s too late for the chance of showers (and thunderstorms) today and tonight to help our feed or the herons much other than settle the dust and temporarily change the smell of things with only 5.67” of rain since October 2013. Those are the numbers, but one look at our April feed conditions says it all.

An image branded in my brain during the devastating Drought of 1977 is that of a Great Blue Heron fishing from the concrete bank of the Friant-Kern Canal near Exeter that gave me hope, that demonstrated their adaptability to me. No wonder they have become our totems—now if we can just take their lead.

Scalebud Revisited

Anisocoma acaulis

Anisocoma acaulis

Still blooming!

FORT VISALIA

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Most days, they can’t see
outside the fort, foothills full
of native ghosts in wild skins

and fine feathers, or the clouds
that boil, fume and sometimes
storm for the fun of it.

Busy with new rules to keep
the stockade safe, they can’t hear
the coyote’s wail in the street—

we live outside its walls
by the same laws
the bird and animal people left us.

 

 

NOIR

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This side of darkness,
we bring them closer
from beyond the pagan deep.

 

 

‘Top of the Morning’

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Down from the City (SF), my son and I take coffee outside early Easter morning. First light is blinding as it breaks over the Sierra foothills to highlight this Blue Heron’s back as he poses and seems to be grawking, “Top of the morning” to us.

Weekly Photo Challenge

SPRING TRAP

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Lovely, even when
blind determination
grows into a spring trap.

 

 

Processing the Wagyu X Calves

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Tuesday morning, we gathered our first-calf heifers and their Wagyu X calves and drove them a couple of miles to our corrals to be processed with a second round of vaccinations before shipping the calves to Snake River Farms in Idaho.

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Wednesday morning, Clarence and the girls separated the cows from their calves to be weighed before processing.

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Once separated, the calves come down the lane to the scales. With these weights we can lock in a price when we ship the calves at the end of the month and determine if all the calves can be hauled on one truck. But after balancing the scales, I noticed a rabbit hiding in the scale box.

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With very little grass to grow up on, the calves weighed about 100 pounds less than normal, in part because we’re shipping three weeks earlier due to our drought conditions. Nevertheless, we were pleased that both cows and calves were in good shape.

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All very routine, little things like rabbits and cobwebs seem symbolic as we all hang in the balance.

Yellow-headed Blackbird

Xanthocephalus xanthocephalus  - April 14, 2014

Xanthocephalus xanthocephalus – April 14, 2014

While regulating my irrigation water yesterday morning, I ran into this happy fellow, the likes of which I’ve never seen before around here. His habits reminded me of a blackbird, but a third larger, and after touring the Internet I finally identified this adult male that I believe is nesting in the nearby cattails bordering a pond. Distribution maps have Central California as a migration area only, breeding, it appears from the maps, on the east side of the Sierra Nevadas, Nevada and Arizona northward. More info HERE A fairly tame and colorful bird compared to our drab natives, I expect to see him again, and perhaps even the female, but next time I’ll have the big lens.

Xanthocephalus xanthocephalus - April 14, 2014

Xanthocephalus xanthocephalus – April 14, 2014

 

 

Golden Brodiaea, Pretty Face

Triteleia ixioides - April 10, 2014

Triteleia ixioides – April 10, 2014

 

Even at a distance smiling
in a cheerful crowd.
I see your face.

 

 

Perhaps the most photogenic wildflower, the Golden Brodiaea or Pretty Face begs to be looked upon, straight down, a flat plane of cheerful faces with a fixed focal length looking up without a care in the world. Their bloom is plentiful this spring, showing above our short feed making one last growth spurt, one last gasp before turning and heading out early. At a distance in the green, the clusters appear to be single yellowish flowers, indistinct lush splotches dotting north and east slopes in the low clay and the granite draws. Each cluster much the same, yet uniquely different in bloom and detail, I seem to photograph them every spring.

 

WPC – Rock Monument (3)

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Once upon a time
everyone of a long-gone people
knew its name.