I can’t seem to sleep at night. In the day yes, just not at night. So what does an old cowgirl think about when she can’t sleep? Grass of course, native grass of course.
I have this map of the remaining pockets of it south of Edmonton Alberta. Not sure exactly how accurate but it gives a person some idea
There really isn’t that much. Now I hear the EID that owns the land we are currently on will be piping in water to turn part of it into farmland under pivot. That makes my heart hurt.
This grass is so precious, irreplaceable really, developed over millennia to be the best thriving plant community possible.
So many wild animals depend on it and cows and old cowgirls.