One more field to cut—then we bale and stack. The second cutting is getting closer to finish.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm
“Boo Berry Betty,” Mom called.
“Come now. The hens need to get out and go scratch around.
Come On. Leave them alone.”
What?!?! Stop? I haven’t even started.
“Boo Berry,” Mom swooped down and picked me up.
“No herding chickens until I tell you.”
Off we went to the sidewalk.
Then Mom put me down.
“Here you go. Stay around here and play.”
Then Mom went to mow the lawn and I
RAN TO THE HOUSE
BIG MOTORS SCARE ME
“IN MOM! IN!”
Whew, Thank Heavens.
In. Mom can do her thing WITHOUT ME!!!
Boo Berry Betty
“It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.”–Paulo Coelho
The sun was just right…shining heavily in the west
When I noticed the absolute stillness of the herb garden
And the busy, busy, brisk, buzzing of a very wonderful bumble bee
As I stood still in this small enchanted place
I realized, sometimes sanctuary,
Is made up of peaceful sounds, the trilling of happy birds, a slight breeze,
Creating an enchanting little place free from all the problems of other people; sharing in the obscure tiny lives of tiny little souls who live there.
From my world to your heart,
There is a time of day
Sometimes at the beginning of the day
Sometimes at the end of the day.
But always, always, no matter the ending or the beginning that special time is ephemeral, gradually perishing until only a memory.
( I really need to paint the house—sigh)
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
This is my friendly Red-Winged Blackbird
I fancy he likes to have his photo taken
This is one of the Robin families living by the equipment area
And this one lives in my herb garden
This Starling was trying to get into the hen house and have a snack of chicken food when I snapped this
Oh, yes…I do think you just might like your photo taken. 🙂
Ahhh! How could I forget? Yes, you also love your photo taken.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
“Okay, Dog. I guess you are here to stay.” TLC sorta kinda growled at Boo Berry. “If you are going to stay you gots to learn some things.”
Boo Berry cocked her head, “Okay. Like what?”
“Well, for one thing–-HOW TO BE A DOG!” TLC shouted.
“I know how to be a dog.” Boo Berry replied. “But my world has been rather limited, you know. From birth actually. I have always lived in a kennel. From the very beginning.
Then when I left Mom, I went to the kennel at my new home. I only heard other dogs unless a boy dog was put into my kennel with me. After that I had puppies and then the whole process was repeated. I was a very good dog and did everything a dog in a kennel does.”
“Well, now you are here. With Mom, Dad, and ME—-it’s time to learn a few other things.
Like ‘doing your business’ outside and not in the house.
It’s okay to RUN fast and turn circles in the air.
But most of the all—you need to learn about mice.”
“They are yummy to eat.”
“Ummm, I don’t think so. I only like soft food that comes out of a hard thing. I don’t like that dry cereal stuff I had to eat in the kennel.”
“Well, your choice. I like canned food also, and cereal for a treat, but MICE! Why MICE are the best!”
“And while we are at it—there are birds. SHHHH don’t let Mom know I told you that…she gets very upset if I chase and eat a bird. But…BIRDS ARE YUMMMMMMMMMMMY!”
“What about those birds that live in that little house Mom goes out to off and on? You know the one with those BIG BIRDS! Birds bigger than the both of us.”
“Oh, well…hummm, well, I did try to tackle that white one, but she pecks very hard, and her toenails can dig in DEEP! My advice is not to eat any of those birds.” TLC advised.
“Okay. They don’t look soft and yummy anyway,” replied Boo Berry. “But I can tell you this.” Boo Berry paused for effect.
“THEY ARE FUN TO CHASE!!!” (But only if Mom says I can, which is when she wants to put them up for the night and they won’t go.)
“You have a job!” TLC puzzled. “WOW! Already. Well, I have a job eating mice and you have a job rounding up CHICKENS!”
“Hey, Boo Berry! You do know how to be a dog!” TLC exclaimed
Farm Dog and Farm Cat—buddies.
TLC and Boo Berry Brown