lupines

In short, the Sand Counties are poor.
Yet in the 1930's, when the alphabetical uplifts galloped like forty horsemen across the Big Flats, exhorting the sand farmers to resettle elsewhere, these benighted folks did not want to go, even when baited with 3 percent at eh federal land bank. I began to wonder why, and finally to settle the question, I bought myself a sand farm.
Sometimes in June, when I see unearned dividends of dew hung on every lupine, I have doubts about the real poverty of the sands. On solvent farmlands lupines do not even grow much less collect a daily rainbow of jewels. If they did, the weed-control officer, who seldom sees a dewy dawn, would doubtless insist that they be cut. Do economists know about lupines?
A Sand County Almanac
Aldo Leopold