The almost full moon was lovely last night. Casting silver light everywhere
After we went for a wee ride
Sat the last tube in the furrow, we went in for the short summer rest, which seems to occur this time of year.
Later, much later, feeling restless Boomer, Mindy and I went for a short walk. I don’t like to travel too far when I have the cat trailing behind, or bouncing ahead, or running and hiding in the corn stalks.
It was a good thing I was still close to home just by the hay stackyard, when instinct, that voice of God, which we often ignore
Said, ”shhhhhhh. Stop, go back, hurry, grab the cat, and get over next to the barn.”
Which I listened to and followed exactly to the letter.
The light from the moon shining brightly on a lone coyote rushing through the shadows which haunt the darkness.
We headed back carefully…through the old corrals, cat in arms, Boomer at my feet, until safe in the farmyard, where we all went into the house for a short summer nap.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,