The Oregon weatherman's routine
Hey all you fools
Some things were expected as we made the move to Oregon’s Central Willamette Valley. The month of March was a reminder that this is a wet place, a far cry from the arid landscape of Utah that was home before. January and February saw one nice snowfall, when Mike and Harriet came to visit, but otherwise proved to be mild and even bright, with a handful of those t-shirt worthy days. The explosion of daffodils in this early Spring, as they do so well, had us chirping about the upcoming summer, but also marked the start of rains cautioning to the road ahead. It is surprising to learn that this region actually becomes somewhat desert -like in the midsummer, a warm and hardly-humid June, July, and August leave farmers no other choice but to uncoil the drip irrigation.
It was an historic month, with total rainfall at 10.4 inches, third behind the record in 1904 of 11.7 inches. We’ve got some big projects to tackle in the next two weeks, and its all about strapping on the puddle-jumping gear and blending in. It sounded worse than it is.
Happy April
Oregon Country Farm 