The visual manifestation of chlorophyll is truly lovely, precious even, when two-thirds of the day is cloaked in darkness.
Chlorophyll is a poor absorber of the green portion of the electro-magnetic spectrum, hence its color, which it reflects.
These luscious 18-inch patches, looking like stolen portions of a golf course green, are wheat grass. A friend grows them under a light, and goes through two of them each day as part of his juicing habit. I celebrated this windfall by opening another bale of hay.
The ducks, rather confused by the concept of solid water, were jubilant after I righted the situation. Cold temperatures never keep them away from fresh water. Always happy, it’s as if they are impervious to the weather.
Cheers to good health and happiness!
Cheers indeed! Best to you and yours Eddy. Beautiful flock and great-looking coop and run! Nice score on the wheat grass…
Thank you so much.