We are experiencing the coldest and definitely the wettest April in my memory. Our Albany weatherman said that it is already the fourth wettest April on record, and we have another strong weather system moving in here the middle of next week. I am telling you that it is wet enough on Riverview right now to bog a buzzard’s shadow.


The rain has been great for our spring woods burning program. It definitely lessened the stress on the trees, and the new growth on the ground is sprouting green cover much sooner than normal. However, it has not been so sporty for the sweet corn farming operations. Unless we are growing hydroponic sweet corn due to the fact that a fair amount of our corn is under water at the moment, I have to assume that our yields will be off a good bit. Since all of the farmers in our area are in the same boat,literally and figuratively, maybe we will receive higher prices due to lower yields.


Our trapping program is in high gear now, and we are having great success now as the trappers have finally gotten smarter than the trapees. We are breaking in a new bookkeeper at the moment, and I thought that she was going to have stroke this morning when she opened an invoice for a gallon of bobcat and a gallon of coyote urine. She had no idea how to code the bill, but was more concerned with what kind of place she worked at that purchased urine. Hopefully, she will stick around. If she does, I can guarantee you that she will see stranger things here. I once had an IRS auditor who did not like me very much for some strange reason. He also did not like or understand what we do here; so he classified us as a circus in his code book. Back in the old days, you could be ugly to those folks. Regretfully, I now fear my government more that I do Russia or terrorists.


Speaking of terrorism, when we renewed all of our insurance policies, our agent tried to get us to buy terrorism insurance. I just have to tell you that I would consider us a very low value, but well-armed target for an attack. I declined that one, but I sure am glad that we renewed our flood policies. For those of you who visit us annually, you would have a difficult time imagining how high the Flint River is at the moment. We are not ready to break camp and move furniture yet, but we are definitely keeping a wary eye on the Flint. I can still recall my Dad saying to me,” Son, dry weather will scare you, but wet weather will kill you”. As usual, Pop was right.


Well, I’m going to put my rubber boots on and mosey on out to the corn field to see how many tractors are stuck at the moment. I will chat with y’all later.