A Tale of Two Seasons
Jun 19, 2017
Over the years, I have simplified my view of Nature.
For example, I have reduced the number of seasons to two: The season when I worry about the weather, and the season when I don't.
The latter begins with the last field operation in the fall and ends about mid-February as we get the urge to get growing.
Right now, this is other season - weather-worry season.
And for those like me who fret for a hobby, technology has given us new tools to feed our anxiety.
There are more weather models, for example.
There are comparisons between them. There are short and long range forecasts, global weather patterns, and climate trends to monitor.
Meanwhile, back on the ground, we wade through data on ground moisture levels, crop conditions from satellites or drones, and of course, the forecasts and opinions of meteorologists.
The odd thing to me is even as our ability to predict the weather has advanced significantly in my lifetime, it hasn't reduced much of the fussing about what the results of the weather will be on our farm. If anything, it has simply moved our anxiety boundary out a few days. In essence, we've developed the pattern of living in the future instead of the present.
I'm not suggesting ignorance was bliss back in the days of weather forecasting by going outside and looking at the sky, but the whatta-gonna-do fatalism of those days probably freed up a lot of time to do other stuff.
Or better yet to just kick back and do absolutely nothing.
Or as it's called today, fishing.