Six hours today putting Casaron on the neighbours vines. What a day!! The forecast was for fourteen degrees, but the high haze seemed to concentrate the sun and it felt like about eighteen. Of course I have managed to get a bit of a sunburn, not having thought to bring sunscreen. Oh well.
Running the spreader up the north end of field two I came across a dead coyote. It was a hell of a thing. The little critter, he looked to be not much more than a year old, had stuck his head down a length of four inch Big-O, probably trying to get at a mouse or mole, and gotten stuck. He must have pushed pretty hard, because a full twelve inches of it was encasing him from shoulders to nose. We don't leave pipe scraps laying about, so, near as I can figure, he must have thrashed about until this piece came out of the ground. In any event he was dead and it must have been a pretty harrowing passing. Poor little bugger.
Tomorrow the temperature is supposed to get up around twenty on the Pitt Polder and I am looking forward to taking the new canoe out on the Allouette River for a couple of hours. Spring is sprung.
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