As I saw the photos of the dust storms dwarfing the
prairie homesteads, I thought about my blog profile, and how it must puzzle
people that I choose the phrase, “I believe in cows and grass” to describe
myself. Surely life is much more than cows and grass. And it is, of course. But
to the people living in the dust bowl years, the disregard of established
perennial grasses meant life and death itself.
I once heard grass described as the skin of our planet. Despite farming, development, and
desertification, grasslands still make up approximately 40% of the earth’s land
mass (excluding Antarctica and Greenland). Just as our skin keeps us hydrated
and protects us from the elements, so does grass protect the soil. It moderates
harsh temperatures, feeds a host of soil organisms, prevents erosion by wind
or water, and in concert with grazing animals, provides the ultimate
sustainability program. The regular onslaught of droughts and floods, two sides
of the same coin of disrupted ecosystems, should make us all cognizant of the
health of our soils.
Of course many of our grasslands are forever altered by
farming. I was encouraged to read an article in the Capital Press reporting that the Natural Resources Conservation
Service is involved in a nationwide effort to teach farmers to
improve their soil health in four ways: 1- disturbing the soil as little as
possible, 2 – growing as many different species of plants as practical, 3 – keeping
soil covered, and 4 – keeping living
plants in the soil as long as possible.
So in this season of gratitude, I give thanks for grass, improved
farming practices, and for mankind’s journey to learn the gifts of the soil on
a grand scale.
Pratt grasslands await the cows' return |
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