Opinion

It didn’t come until Mother’s Day, but it was worth it. It was the first “spring rain,” which is a light, refreshing rain that smells like spring.

Wyoming is known across the world for its rugged beauty, wide-open spaces and unforgettable landscapes. But beyond the mountains and wide-open prairie, it’s the people—ranchers, business owners, outfitters, and front-line staff—who leave the lasting impression on the people who visit here.

As spring begins and my family starts to ask about turning on the air conditioning, the hay fields are starting to jump out of the ground. Nothing else makes me embrace the new growing season like this. As the hay is coming up, so is our most damaging pest: alfalfa weevil.

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