The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty, TLC Cai-Cai, and Mr. Hobbs on Friday—-June Came Calling, Friday, June 19, 2026 Chapter Four

Posted on June 19, 2026 by Dayphoto

Chapter Four

They took off running.

Goodness! I don’t want to be left behind, so I took off running.

On to the coyote hill they went. It was rocks, and hot and dry.

I was following along as fast as possible when I slipped and fell. Crashing my face down onto a huge rock.

It Hurt!

It hurt so bad that I must have passed out.

When I woke up, a squirrel was putting its paws on me and chittering. “Wake-Up, Doggie. Please wake up. It’s not safe here. You have to wake up!”

I opened my eyes, sat up a little, and shook my head.

OH!

MY!

THAT HURTS!

“What hurts?” Squirrel asked.

“My mouth! Right by my nose.”

“Can you walk?”

“I think so.” I heaved myself up. Gave myself a gentle shake, leaving my head still. “I’m up,” I said through my swollen upper lip. “I think I broke my mouth.”

“Maybe you’d better go home, Doggie. I think you need to tell your homan.”

“Me too. But I’m not sure where I really am. Do you know the way back to my house?”

“I know some of the way,” Squirrel replied. “Follow me, we can get you back to the equipment area, then, maybe, you will know how to get home. If not, I’ll try to find a raccoon to help you.”

So—- gradually, gradually Squirrel and I limped back around Coyote Hill, then over through the brush, under the fence, then FINALLY the equipment area.

“Here,” I whimpered, “Here, I really have to rest.” I fell under the leveler and instantly fell to sleep.

A Manitou Springs Rainbow —- Thursday, June 18, 2026

Posted on June 18, 2026 by Dayphoto

“While at a wedding at Briarhust in Manitou Springs, a beautiful rainbow appeared.” Robert wrote to me.

Gosh! What a delightful blessing for that wedding —-and for ME!!!

Thank you so very much!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Milestones — Tuesday, June 16, 2026

Posted on June 16, 2026 by Dayphoto

Now that I am elderly (77) I seem to think backwards more than ever before. 🙂

In doing so yesterday, I realized those memories are tiny milestones in (my) our life

Wee little moments we will probably take with us right unto the hour we pass over.

Not great events (although there are some), but little sparkles of richness in our lives.

The liquid song of a bird, or the rich humming of the honey bees busy in the gardens.

The sky! The sky in its last blaze of glory before it pales into the gloaming.

It’s the little things.

From my heart to your world,

Linda

Hot! My Friends! HOT!!! —- Monday, June 15, 2026

Posted on June 15, 2026 by Dayphoto

(Photo taken by a good friend, Mollie)

But looking at a wonderful waterfall—is just plain delightful!

The water seems to move and breathe life into all the surrounding parts of the earth.

Echoes of Green and wet spray taking us home again, home again.

We took a fun trip to

Redstone, Colorado, in our Corvette

with a group of friends.

Nice!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

In the Early Morning, While Changing Water —- Sunday, June 14, 2026

Posted on June 14, 2026 by Dayphoto

From my archives

Boo Berry and I were up at the Headgate checking for trash, sticks, and weeds trapped in the scary head gate.

Nothing there. Good

Off we headed back to the Y in the ditch; we were bringing the water down to the new alfalfa field

When I found this feather. All beat up and trapped in a clump of grass.

(This from my archives) I am thinking it just might be a hawk’s feather. We seem to hear a pair of them talking as they wing through the air—the sound echoing softly down through the living air.

It was a gift—

A true gift.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty, TLC Cai-Cai, and Mr. Hobbs on Friday—-June 12, Came Calling, Friday, June 5, 2026, Chapter Three

Posted on June 12, 2026 by Dayphoto

We sat there as quiet and silent and in a state of Shhhhhhhhhh for a long time. Then we heard —-

“Come on, Prissy!”

Then a big ruffle of feathers!

“Hurry, Agatha! There’s corn from the human to eat.”

Then another ruffling of feathers.

I poked my head around the tire I was hiding from and saw

A ROOSTER! Not a house rooster, you know the kind that live on the farm with Mom and Dad and manage a big bunch of girls, but a REAL HONEST TO GOD WILD ROOSTER!

He was good-sized —we could look each other in the eye. And very, very handsome.

I was also a little intimidated by him, but not TLC or Hobbs.

No, Sir, they just popped right from where they had been hiding and walked right over to where everyone was.

Hobbie introduced himself, “Hi, Handsome! It’s me! Yellow.”

“Yellow? Yellow! Where have you been? I’ve missed seeing you around up here.” Handsome peered closely at Hobbs.

“I found a family!” Hobbs announced proudly. “I now have fur siblings and humans for Mom and Dad. Let me introduce you; This is TLC.” Hobbie pointed at TLC with his left paw. Hobbie is left-handed, you see.

“This is Boo Berry, My very own dog.” He rubbed up against me with his whole body.

TLC and I acknowledge Handsome and the two hens, but continued to stay back a bit. Wild anything is, well, you know, a little concerning.

Handsome looked a little puzzled and asked, “Humans? Aren’t they scary?”

“Heck no,” Hobbs replied, “These are the humans that live here with everyone. And the female human, MOM, is the one who brings up the corn seed and other things for everyone to have a treat or two.”

“OH! THOSE HUMANS!” Handsome and the two hens squawked together.

“Well, on with other things. Why are you back here?” Prissy asked me. “Why come back to the wild?”

“DOGS!” TLC replied. There is a pack of wild dogs running around somewhere on the farm, and we aim to get rid of ‘em.”

“Oh, those are some scary creatures, TLC. There is a HUGE dog and a variety of other dogs. They are all mean and snarly. Some even have burrs caught in their coats, which they like to rub onto their victims, making sores.”