When I got home from work I found muddy boots greeting me as I walked into the door…first on the outside steps
and then inside;
I guess the ditch bank was a tad bit muddy today after all the rains. 🙂
But I must confess I enjoyed the freshness of the late afternoon. There was still some rain hanging around in the mountains
but it slowly dried up.
As Terry moved the water
and I helped walk the water down the rows
Fuzzy chased bubbles in the ditch
the skies clear somewhat giving us a profound ending to another day.
I am sometimes just plain humbled to know that we have this amazing earth to call our home.
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 
That is really getting into the earth. Hope it warms up soon. Great views.
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Linda
Great report. One never ceases to be amazed from your reports on “crop” related farms, just how much work is CONSTANTLY required to achieve results, which are of course, then subjected to the vagaries of the weather. People like you and Terry are the life-blood of the country – imagine what would happen, if you all decided to go on “strike”!!!!!
Many thanks for all this ‘cropping’ information and as for the muddy boots, well – bugger the mud. It is essential.
Cheers ( from a very miserable, rainy Brisbane).
Colin (HB)
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Little bit of mud
you sound so patient (o:
by the way that is the same tile we had in out other house. Yellow goldish…
butcher block counter tops by any chance? (o:
yes the beauty is humbling.
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Great pictures of your area, Linda… I’m so glad that your snow and cold weather is gone. HOPEFULLY, it won’t come back now….
Lots of mud—-but you aren’t complaining, are you???? Mud is GOOD!!!!! (Better than ice and snow)….
Love the sky pictures.
Hugs,
Betsy
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Glad most of the mud stopped at the door. Your fields look good and the skies are wonderful. Yes, the world is an amazing place.
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Fuzzy is cute. Can we see more of him?
We are having to hand water the crops right now and for at least the coming week. We did have a forecast of rain for this weekend, that we desperately needed, but that has all changed now. No rain in sight. It is so dry here!
My guys would leave muddy boots in the front hall. My floor is always dirty. I do some of it myself, so I can’t really blame them for all of it. Dirty floors don’t bother me, or them thankgoodness.
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There is times that I really hate the muddy season! I love that third picture!
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Isn’t that the truth? I have to get out into ‘the land’ to realize it again and see the earth in progress. Alway the same….always changing.
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Bugger the mud………Colin you don’t have to clean it up 😉 Mud season sounds like it’s coming again this weekend but we do need the moisture so I’m not complaining. I love your sky pictures especially the first one.
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I do dislike cleaning up the mud. We once lived in an old farm house that had a grate put in the floor of the back porch(I imagine the woman of the place had a brain storm one stormy day after muddy boots tracked in), it was so nice, it cut down on so much dirt and mud and was big enough that you could line up muddy work boots on it and still walk through.
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Great photos..except for the shoes.. 🙂
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I love to irrigate, it takes my mind to a different place. It’s more enjoyable in hot weather, though. The muddy boots reminded me of what it was like all summer when my son was growing up. He LIVED in the irrigation ditches. His favorite time was the day after we’d irrigate. The ditch was still full of water, warm nasty water. He’d get on his hands and knees and go all the way around the 80 acre field. I’d have to throw his clothes away (if he wore clothes) after a while because I could never get the mud stains out of them. And of course he’d forget to wear the stained ones when he’d go out for another “swim.” He finally gave up ditch surfing when we got a “pool.” A 12 foot stock tank.
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Always interesting. BTW, I forgot to tell you that I talked about you at a presentation I did for the Cynthiana Women’s Club a couple weeks ago. We got to talking about the disappearing farm life and I told them about your wonderful blog. They completely understood.
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