Despite almost no water (we are locked down to only 9 to 10 tubes of water), the alfalfa is looking good.
Normally, we have about 40 tubes going. Not now. We just keep working at keeping everything wet. It is hard, but soooooo far, fingers crossed, we can do so.
There is a warm wind, the sky is stunning, and the alfalfa is green.
Home/farm solace, simplicity, and quiet.
Life on a Colorado farm,
Linda
Just Call Me Mellow Yellow.
Mom keeps singing whenever she picks me up.
(I don’t like to be picked up)
Then Mom gives me a kiss RIGHT ON MY NOSE and sets me down
I don’t scratch her or bite her. Nope. But I do squirm
I still sleep right next to Dad at night. Dad is soooooo nice and warm.
I play with TLC. We even hunt together sometimes.
I have also told the wild cat, Black Satin, that Mom is good.
Black Satin is coming closer and closer to Mom. Then she runs away if Mom looks at her too long.
Boo Berry does NOT understand Play.
Not with me.
Not with toys.
Nothing.
But that’s okay.
Just call me Mellow Yellow, tee dum tee dum
Hobbie
The Grad Party was at our house
Misty decorated it in a fun way— balloons and photos
The only spoiler was all the wind—too much wind
But we all made it. Lots and lots and lots of food
Parker, Tallin’s boyfriend, was here. What a nice kid he is.
It turned out lovely.
(Boo Berry LOVED the smells coming from the tables 🙂 !)
The last grandkid’s last party of her school years.
The next stop is college in Montana, where she hopes to become a CPA.
From our world to your heart,
Linda
This way too hot to way too cold is hard on me and all the plants. It is a tad nice for the early Spring flowers —- they can keep on blooming that way. 🙂
Sunday, Monday, and early morning Tuesday and Wednesday were a tad chilly.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
“You know what, Dado?” I grabbed him as we were heading out to work.
“Those little grandkids growing up have passed so quickly. Those years are so full of such a deep happiness that only grandchildren can bring. It’s sad and wonderful, and perfect all at once.”
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Our youngest grandchild has stepped out into the big world now. Tallin is on her way to college in a few weeks.
We were very blessed to have Blade and Karla home from Blade’s Air Force base in Ohio, and Linkin from her Air Force base in Alaska.
All our amazing grandkids are home for Tallin’s big day.
Congratulations, Tally!
From our world to your heart,
Linda
Last evening, shafts of sunlight flowed from the quilted clouds to shine through rain falling on the Uncompahgre Plateau.
The beauty of just seeing this gift from the sky to us, before the wind whirled everything away like an echo. Priceless.
I truly stand amazed.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Mom put me in my little blue box.
Okay, Mom. Don’t forget my goggles!
Mom did something with something, and then she
PUT THESE ON ME!!!
WOW!
I like them much better! I can see all around now. No wind or dirt in my eyes.
Hey! Mom! I really like these!!
Boo Berry Betty
A hand-blown glass heart! From a wonderful kid (he is the same age as our oldest daughter—they went to school together 🙂 )
“I know you love hearts!” He wrote.
What an amazingly wonderful gift and a huge Surprise!
Thank you ever so much!!!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
We were heading out for the last check of the day.
Which took a wee bit longer than normal, because of a plugged headgate,
So coming back was much later
But still stunningly beautiful–moon, clouds, and fox!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 