Rolling along
Rolling, rolling
Dirt everywhere
Then a bit of a a frozen mix
The earth is littered with leaves.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Dad called to Mom —“Your cat is clear out in the alfalfa field.”
Mom went to look and exclaimed, “That isn’t TLC Cai-Cai! That is a FOX!”
“What!?” Dad jumped up out of his chair and went to the door with Mom. “Yes, it is! A FOX!”
“I think I had better really keep an eye on the chickens. Must be a ‘new to the farm’ fox and is looking for personal territory.” Mom replied.
Now while all this was going on, Boo Berry Betty and I could have TOLD Mom and Dad about the fox, because —well, after all—we already knew.
There are smells.
And footprints.
And sometimes poop is left for us to know that FOX is here.
Mom thought it would be kinda neat to put up a trail camera to see where the Fox might be hanging out. She picked the garden spot, because, she said, I, yours truly, TLC Cai-Cai, have been acting rather jumpy whenever I am in the garden spot.
Yep! Like I said I could have told her, but she doesn’t really understand my language.
FOX! Fox in the yard! Eventually, the fox will move on, but for now, everyone, except those rather dumb birds called chickens, is on high alert!
TLC Cai-Cai
I helped Terry do about an hour’s worth of wood—an hour was about my limit.
In the process of ‘going over’ to do the work
I noticed how beautiful the world is right now.
Just downright lovely! So much so that it makes your eyes, heart, and soul feel like bells are ringing, and songs are singing; the world jangling with joy.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
“Wow! How Cool! The Electric Fence isn’t working. Come on LaVerne. Come on T’Ata!” Glory Bee slid under the fence and trotted out onto the farm.
“Oh, yum, a whole field of freshly frozen alfalfa.” Glory Bee mumbled to herself.
“Are you sure we should be out here, Glory Bee?” LaVern asked.
“Hummmm, what is that smell?”
“COYOTE! I SMELL A COYOTE!”
“I’m going to go down this hill and see if I can actually SEE a coyote and not just smell a coyote!” LaVerne explained to T’Ata.
“You do that, I’m staying in the alfalfa field.” replied T’Ata
“RUN!!!! Mom is on her way to get us! RUN!”
It took a bit, as those of you with horse knowledge know, but after a bit Shannon and I got the girls rounded up and back in their own part of the farm.
From our world to your world,
Linda
Mom’s still sick.
She has new medication. Maybe it will work.
Dad has to do EVERYTHING!!!
Get Well Soon, Mom!
TLC Cai-Cai and Boo Berry Betty
(P.S. to catch everyone up—I’ve been fighting pneumonia now for 10 days. They thought about entering me into the hospital, but I voted for staying in my own house.
It’s been very hard to function. Although, I do have some new (four different drugs) now that have a least given my back my voice—kinda, sorta, not really. I take them for five days (four more to go) if, at that time, no results I suppose I have to do the hospital route.
Thanks for still hanging in there. It’s hard to do too much at one time, but I do think of you and hope you are all staying healthy)
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda