We were a small group on Saturday, with three of us pulling white sweet clover while two others donned backpack sprayers for herbicide duty. We managed a good amount of pulling, without ever getting out of conversational range due to the density of the weed in that part of the prairie.
For reasons unknown to me, the sweet clover seems quite resistant to being uprooted. Saturday was easy to attribute to dry ground, but I was at another site Tuesday doing the same work, a day after substantial rainfall, and experienced the same. Even some of the thinner, single-stalk plants snapped off or needed to be cut with clippers.
Exciting moment of the morning; Sheri Moor spotted two sandhill cranes flying over the prairie, and we got a good look at their elegant, almost loping manner of flight. She suggested one of our herbiciders might have flushed them, an enticing thought if it means they've taken up residence nearby.