"Woooohoo! Who's ready to surf the waaaaaave?!?"
We've run the rainwater off to the side, straightened the sheet out, spread out to each corner, and it's time. The Black Wave comes to life just a few times in the spring: when the sky's dry but the fields are still mucky, and the sun plans to stay out for at least a few days. It's a joyous time of year. The rains are abetting and we'll be able to get the tractor rolling soon, there's a team of people sprinting up and down the 150-foot-long fields, and the sun is bound to be shining.Read More