Wednesday, November 1, 2017/lk
Last Saturday, as I was putting my garden to bed for the winter, I looked out across this incredible valley and thought how blessed we are to live in such a place.
The patchwork of the fields and orchards that carpet the valley floor and climb ever higher up the slopes are never so obvious as in autumn with the various colors delineating the different varieties of fruit.
Consider the amazing bounty that surrounds us. Peppermint, hops, grapes, and tree fruits. Cattle, sheep, horses, and goats graze in meadows and there is corn for feed, lighted dairies and feed lots.
Fields of produce lie fallow and await the spring planting. Trucks carry loads out of the fields to feed the world.
And under it all is the network of canals and pipe, dams and boxes, all built and cared for by the quietly working irrigation folks.
Every year, I have found the water pressure is better, down time is less, the water is cleaner. Those people deserve thanks for the tireless efforts that makes our lawns green and gardens possible, and for the opportunity to live where the desert truly blossoms “as the rose.”
Paul Furan, Sunnyside