Showing posts with label clover. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clover. Show all posts

Sunday, April 01, 2012

We didn't ask for alfalfa

The last alfalfa patch we had was killed in its second year by a late freeze; Cliff said, "No more alfalfa."  
Alfalfa has to be cut four times a year.  It makes wonderful hay, but Cliff decided he could do without all the work, not to mention the stress of hoping it wouldn't rain while the hay cures.  He is such a perfectionist, he worried himself silly every cutting, until that alfalfa was in the barn:  Was it too dry?  Too dry means the leaves fall off when you're feeding it and you lose nutrients.  Had it cured long enough?  If not, the hay bales might mold in the center.  That isn't too dangerous for cows, but it wastes hay because they won't eat it.
My husband resolved never to plant alfalfa again.  


This is what red clover looks like.
In the fall of 2010, we went to the MFA to get seeds that would make a good permanent pasture mix, which normally consists of a couple of grasses and some red clover.  The guy at MFA didn't mix the clover seed with the rest, telling Cliff it would last a year longer if he waited till sometime in the winter to sow it.  Red clover does very well broadcast on top of snow.  So, Cliff sowed the grass seeds in fall and the "clover" seed in winter.  
  Last spring with all the seeds came up, we were surprised to find very little red clover and a LOT of alfalfa plants.  Someone must have mixed up the seeds.  The peculiar thing is that the alfalfa came up and thrived so well, because you do NOT sow alfalfa on the snow in wintertime; you sow it in August or September.  
Last year Cliff mowed it a couple of times and then let the cows graze it.  He did not intend to be slave to four cuttings of alfalfa a year.  


Look at our alfalfa crop!  This year it came on even stronger.  It's almost ready to mow for the first time.  I think Cliff has resigned himself to his fate.  I hope we can find a place to store all that hay.  
Of course, I am counting my chicks before they are hatched.  We could still get a hard freeze that would destroy the whole crop of alfalfa.  It happened once before.