Such A Bounty Of Wild Grasses!!

One walk through the Garden of the Gods and you’ll see what I’m talking about.

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It may seem, to the unenlightened, that I am just plain weird to thrill over the return of waist high prairie grasses, but if you’re me, you long for the days of Little House On The Prairie, when Pa could touch the grasses while sitting on his horse.

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When the grasses were not over-grazed or ripped out to plant wheat during the Dust Bowl days.

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It is the first time in my life in Colorado Springs (i.e. since birth)  that I have seen such a tapestry of seed heavy grasses.

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There are grasses with fluffy seed heads, blockish seed heads, twisty seed heads, pokey seed heads and regular seed heads.  I’m sure they all have names, but unfortunately I don’t know them.  If you do, please share!

–  The Goat Cheese Lady

P.S.  And the grasses are just the icing on the cake…the wildflowers in the Garden of the Gods have been incredible this year!

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About The Goat Cheese Lady

I am Lindsey. At first I was a city girl. Then I was an urban farmgirl, attempting to balance city and farm life. Now, after moving to the country, I have embarked on life as a rural farmgirl, complete with my husband, the Animal Whisperer, man of exceptional knowledge and patience, two boys who are louder than my sister and I ever were, a herd of milking goats, and a flock of egg-laying chickens. Coyotes, mice, country dogs and prairie dogs are frequent visitors. Just 45 minutes north is Colorado Springs, the setting for our first six years in the goat world. Our family. Our city friends. Our introduction to cheesemaking. But we...and our growing farm and soon-to-be creamery...have set up shop down off of Highway 115 in Penrose, Colorado.
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4 Responses to Such A Bounty Of Wild Grasses!!

  1. Clara Lander says:

    My great grandmother on my mother’s side wrote in a letter that I have about crossing the prairies in Kansas when the grass was as high as the covered wagons they were traveling in. That’s grass!

  2. rselder@comcast.net says:

    Hi Lindsay… I grew up in the Tall Grass Prairie of eastern Kansas… the grass gets 6 feet tall or more! I love it too. Thanks.

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