Monday, May 3, 2010

The sound of frost

In most parts of the world, a late spring frost sneaks in under the cover of darkness, on its tippy toes so nobody hears it. But not around here.

At 5 o'clock on Saturday morning we woke up to the unmistakable sound of frost. Our neighbors--who have about 100 acres of peaches that surround our property--were at war with the frost. Included in their arsenal are huge fans positioned above the orchards that are powered by V10 engines. These babies can move! Of course they are accompanied by a high-pitched screech and a rapid "whomp-whomp-whomp-whomp-whomp" as they struggle to circulate the air and keep the frost from settling on the fruit. Have you ever been to an airshow or been outside at the airport by the planes? Yeah, it's a bit like that.

The stars have to align just right, and there can't be any breeze at all for the fans to work. And by golly, Saturday morning was as still as Sadie Bug curled up in her bed. The fans worked, and it looks like this year's peach crop has been saved! Hallelujah!

My cabbage, on the other hand, was none too pleased about its situation on Saturday morning. They seem to have made a full recovery, though. And when I last checked our fruit trees on Saturday afternoon, they looked like they made it through relatively unscathed, too. 

frozen cabbage

1 comment:

  1. Oh....maybe those fans blew a bit of the warmth your way too. So glad it looks like it survived. Fruit and veggies have a precarious way into this world.

    Ok...Azerbijan...anything great from their he can pick up? Know the area? Textiles???? You've got me thinking.


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