But, 'tis 't true? If ya build somethin', will they come? I dunno, but years back when I moved out to these flat, what t'was once grasslands, I sure's heck wanted to find out. Thankfully the hubs' shared my passion 'n the buildin' began.
Lots'a work...
Sure, there t'was life 'round here, mostly the scurryin' kind. The sun shone down'n baked my lil patch 'f land. 'twixt the blow sand'n the surface 'n the caliche not far below, not much seemed to wanna grow here. Odd, there t'was so much 'farmland' all 'round. Seems I bought the 'dud acreage' when I arrived.
Not to be thwarted, discouraged from my vision (yepperz, i get 'nto lots 'f trouble with those 't times), I turned to the County Extension office'n town.
Soil samples were sent off, analysis ran 'n suggestions made. Some we took to heart, others with let blow'n the winds like the hundreds 'f dandelion seeds that spread each spring. The ol' wooden windmill that set out back'n 'd not been able to pull water fer nearly 20 years t'was dismantled. Flower beds were fashioned from 'em. We went crazy with plants - all the wrong plants mind'ja. Takin' to heart what those lil tags 't the nursery said. Needless to say, the first few years led to much disappointment, sweat 'n tears.
Ya bet'cher boots they'll come!
The Round-up!
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