Friday, May 3, 2013

Notes From The Country - Spring Fever

Happy Friday

With respect to Spring Fever, here is a classic.  

Seriously, these are the last snow pictures for the year - but it was especially pretty yesterday. We were graciously bestowed with about 12 inches of snow on May Day, and when fresh snow has fallen and the sky is a vivid blue, the sun is so dazzling it's almost difficult to appreciate the setting. Sun glasses are a necessity. So equipped I took a walk about - of course not just to take pictures. I had to feed the alpacas, the chicks, and retrieve the newspapers and mail from the last two days.

This is the view from the front of our house. Our house is situated so that the front faces east, the back, west, towards the mountains. I really love this because it allows us to see unobstructed sunrises every morning and beautiful sunsets every evening. Ok so I don't actually wake up early enough most of the time to see the sunrise - but I know it happens - every morning.  

 Again, this was a very heavy, wet spring snow, which is actually a bonus for the pasture, lawn, perennials... But it can break branches this time of year. It truly is amazing to see how hardy nature is though. Other than a few branches, most trees and plants come through swimmingly. In another month and a half I'll have to share these views with you and you'll be amazed at the transformation. I know I am every year.  Oh. See the red barn in the picture above? To the left of that can you see the little set of buildings? That's the Budweiser brewery. What does that mean to us? Well that means free Budweiser beer on tap, which is a whole different beast than the bottle, pretzels and Clydesdale horses in their beautiful barns. Just thought I'd share that with you.

This old Rose shrub will be covered in old fashioned white Roses in June. I can't wait to show you.

 The recently blooming Chokecherry tree trying to shake off the final remnants of snow.

Fantan venturing out in the snow.

Quito and Puca gazing longingly out to the pasture wondering when they'll be let loose. 

The chicken yard. In another couple weeks the chicks will be happily scratching around here.

It doesn't seem possible that the garden will produce anything when it looks like this. I'll show you a picture in another month. You'll be impressed.

The Honeysuckle plant on the pergola is at the starting gate ready to burst out...I know it doesn't look like it, but it is, really.

 The Old Grey Mare (she ain't what she used to be) in the next pasture over was enjoying the post snow day as well.

The path through the forest was especially brilliant.

Icicles were dangling everywhere - stubbornly hanging on to the last remains of winter. They always lose the battle with the Colorado sun.

 The Aspen are anxious to get on with their business as well. 

My forest hideaway in the snow. When the sun comes out in full force here it can be relentless. 10 inches of snow can melt in a few hours. I stood quietly listening and watching chunks of snow falling every few seconds from the branches of the Pine trees.

Ok. So that was yesterday. It is Friday afternoon now, so that means afternoon tea or happy hour. I'm going with happy hour. I'm going to make a leap here from Spring fever to Summer - in the form of beer.
The new seasonal beer from our most famous local brewery. It's called Rolle Bolle.
It's named after a Belgian game which is a cross between bowling and horseshoes. Hey. Who am I to judge.

*"Rolle bolle (it rhymes with roly-poly) may not be a well-known game, but it has a familiar look to it.
As one boller puts it, ``It`s like horseshoes on wheels.``
Here`s what might happen during a typical game:
A player rolls a wheel like object down an alley. It curves one way, then changes direction and circles a group of other wheels lying in a cluster around a peg. It narrowly misses a wall, grazes a wheel, wobbles a bit, then comes to rest leaning against the peg. The crowd`s cheers confirm that a good shot has been made."
I can't describe it any better than the brewery itself:
"A delightful summer ale for easy sipping and a classic Belgian yard game for easy enjoyment, Rolle Bolle is how we roll. Brewed with monk fruit and soursop, this beer pours a brilliant blonde, with a fluffy, white head. Earthy and tropical tones carry the aroma and the taste follows accordingly. Rolle Bolle’s hint of tartness is backed with the citrus bite of Cascade and Centennial hops. Oats add some creaminess to the mouthfeel, and it finishes dry and clean. Time to get in the yard, crack a bottle and start rolling". 

Here's the Soursop:
*"Soursop is the fruit of Annona muricata, a broadleaf, flowering, evergreen tree native to Mexico, Cuba, Central America, the Caribbean, and northern South America, primarily Colombia, Brazil, Peru, Ecuador, and Venezuela"

And here's the monkfruit:
*"Siraitia grosvenorii is an herbaceous perennial vine of the Cucurbitaceae (gourd) family, native to southern China and northern Thailand. The plant is cultivated for its fruit, whose extract is nearly 300 times sweeter than sugar and has been used in China as a natural low-calorie sweetener for cooling drinks, and in traditional Chinese medicine to treat diabetes and obesity."

And you thought it was just beer. Have a great weekend.

  *courtesy of Wiki - something where I get all my information ;)

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