Last Thursday, Friday, and once in the late evening Saturday.
We got RAIN!!!
Lots of air-clearing, moisture-giving RAIN!
Just Wonderful!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Chapter Eleven
“Okay, Hobbs. Let’s Go Home!” I firmly stated. “It’s time to be all safe and warm and snuggled up with Mom and Dad.”
Hobbie looked at me and replied. “YES!”
With that, he turned, picked up his paws and started trotting up out of the Back Forty; heading up, up, up along the trail to the top of the Going to the Back Forty hill.
“Ant Hill!” Hobbie yelled over his shoulder. “Go around. Those red ants are hard to get off you once they get on.”
I skirted widely around a HUGE mound of ants.
“Thorns!” Hobbie warned. “Prickly Pear!”
Gosh, danger every which way and where!
I jumped over a huge nest of prickly pear and landed gracefully next to Hobbie.
I was so quick and fast and silent, Hobbie jumped.
“Geez, you gave me a fright!” Hobbie exclaimed.
I just smiled a big cat smile.
“Keep on keep’n on, Friend. We got to get —–”
Suddenly, right at the turn in the road where we either go back toward the horse pasture or we go on to the Upper End, three coyotes appeared.
“COYOTES!” Hobbie and I both screamed
COYOTES!!! OH! MY! WORD!
“TLC!!! DIVE INTO THE CHICOS! QUICK!!!” Hobbie screamed.
“QUICK!”
It’s been hot here. Good for drying the hay so we can get it up and stacked
It’s been a tad hard on my flowers. But so far so good.
But gradually we are heading toward September.
Summer is my favorite time of the year, but I’ve had a hard time with all the heat.
Maybe September will see cooler weather and more moisture. It’s a hope and a prayer.
That is for sure.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I went out early in the morning to fork the ends of the just-cut hay into a baling row
When a skein of geese flew overhead. This is an old photo, but it looked like this. All loud and wonderful.
Is Autumn coming soon?
Lots and lots of summer birds are leaving our area, over 40, 000 in one night.
This is August. And the days are HOT. (103-105*) BUT —- HOPE is on the horizon.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Chapter 10
It was a long walk!
I MEAN LONG!!!
I don’t remember it being as long when we went out…seems like it was just a few minutes long.
Now it’s hours long.
I’ve been very good and not complained Once!
Although, I sure thought about complaining—like all the time.
Once over the wooden bridge, we were met with DAD!
Dad was in the first Alfalfa field with the HUGE BIG MACHINE!
The raccoons skittered and scattered, running every which way and everywhere.
They just left me standing there…all alone!
Well, never mind, I thought. I know exactly where I am and how to get home.
All I have to do is keep Dad and his great big LOUD machine to my right, turn the corner at the bottom of the lane and trot on home.
I was doing just that when I looked up from the road and saw
MOM!!!
MOM!!! I yipped
MOM!
Mom saw me heading toward her at a fast Boo Berry dash.
“BOO BERRY!!! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!!!? I’ve been terribly worried about you!! RUN! FAST! Boo Berry! RUN! FAST!! Mom wants to pick you up and love all over you!” Mom Yelled.
I poured on the speed.
Suddenly I was there, in Mom’s arms, my heart pounding, my tongue hanging out, a huge smile on my face!
I AM HOME!!!