I truly ADORE Spring in both the city and the province of Buenos Aires Argentina!However, being in the cattle bidness (and now, in the planter game)... I'm glad to see primavera over and done with. There's much less work in Summer.
If you include a little post-solstice flurry, this year has been, how shall we say?, HELLACIOUS for my Missus and I.
In no particular order:
We built a bridge (yes, Virginia), we planted crops (corn, soy, linen) for the first time since dinosaurios trod our fair turf, got rid of all our 150 sheep, we retired on full pension a gaucho after 40 sterling years of service to the S.A., we hired his son, we fired his son under very contentious circumstances who took all his horses, ended up with no horses, we bought a beautiful horse that we later discovered was pregnant... so we couldn't work her but she was so beautiful that we couldn't bring ourselves to go get our refund, we busted the budget by buying another horse, we had a baby horse, we hired the fired gaucho's brother, we went separate ways with the fired gaucho's brother under friendly circumstances, we hired a third young gaucho and his pregnant wife who had worked at another estancia under rather brutal circumstances and welcomed them with open arms to our little section of paradise, a big portion of our herd of sweet young heifers contracted venereal disease from a dirty neighbor's bull (we had to turn them into bifes), we bought a load of beautiful pregnant young cows, we selected a fine bunch of young heifers to artificially inseminate with some champion spooie, a particularly "driven" young bull of ours for whom electric fences meant nothing as barrier to true love impregnated about half of the young lovelies we were saving for artificial insemination, we turned a particularly "driven" young bull into Big Macs, we inseminated the remaining 22 heifers with Lo de FELIPE!, we built/replaced so many fences that we now have a full-time fence builder on the payroll, we planted our own acreage of sorghum and corn as feed for our cattle in case of drought in the pastures, we moved from our cave-like apartment into a big sunny place... much to the distress of our pet monkey-rat which was originally represented to us by the animal shelter as a cat, I was elected Chairman of the US Democratic Party in Argentina, we finally convinced our aging mater-familias to accept a wonderful young woman as her live-in companion, I took my first university level class completely in Spanish... and passed! and learned something!, we joined a terrific group of revolutionaries devoted to implementing the most modern methods of agriculture in the grand pastures of our area, I sprouted seeds of okra, collard greens, epazote, and mint for mojitos on our new sunny balcony, I committed myself to growing acres of a "secret crop" heretofore unknown in Argentina next spring.
God knows that there was more... I just can't think of it right now.
It's been a good year... but I'm glad it's over.
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