Help arrived!
Cliff and Kimber (our son-in-law and daughter)
Came to help Terry and I start the other side of the roof.
It’s always very nice to have help!
One part of the re-roofing done!
YAY!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Look for the joy!
From TLC Cai-Cai and Myself—to your heart!
Linda
Yes! It! Does! All the Time! WIND!
It starts around the last week of February or the first week in March. And it doesn’t stop blowing.
Oh. That maybe a bit of a stretch, but, I think you get it.
Mom is silly. She likes the wind. Well, most wind.
She doesn’t like the kind of wind that picks up buildings and flings them here and there.
But she does like the kind of wind that lifts her hair off her head and flinging it everywhichwayandup.
Mom is crazy.
Just say’n.
TLC Cai-Cai
That wonderful force pulling your heart
Spilling life into eternity
God always gives us Home, if you just listen.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Well, as you found out I am talking to you about our weather. For now, in this post, we have now moved to Spring (although, it IS NOT Spring right now. Just for this wee report on the weather here on the farm)
Spring weather is busy weather. Always. That is why I told you about all the ‘work’ on the farm…work is a type of weather, you see. All that tooing and froing brings a sorta wind to everything.
Spring brings all the songbirds back so that (yum, slurp, lick) the whole world sounds like BIRDS!
Also, it’s time to say goodbye to those BIG birds. They rise up one day and point south in a huge arrow, call GOOD-BYE to Mom. Mom waves goodbye to them; throws a kiss, tells them safe journey, and come back again. The farm is always waiting for them.
And they are —- gone!
But for REAL Spring weather we turn to RAIN!
Good ole make your fur so wet it takes three hours of constant licking to ever get dry again.
Mom pets me and tells me…rain is good, TLC Cai-Cai, it cleans the earth, washes everything new, and helps all the plants grow and turn green.
Mom doesn’t understand how TIRED my tongue gets.
Just say’n.
TLC Cai-Cai
The whisper of the possible sun starts lighting the sky around 6:30 in the morning
With the sun breaking through the mountains around 7:10 or so.
The joy of MORE DAYLIGHT!!!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
“Some of us don’t want to be tough alpha leaders. Some of us just want to write and wander the garden and breathe in the sky and nourish and nurture and quietly create new pathways and live our lives as our art. To know the earth as poetry.” — Victoria Erickson, Author, Rhythms and Roads
From my heart to your heart,
Linda
Just the every day of each and every day
As time moves forward and onward
Counting the days one by one …
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
First…yes, each and every time…first is Dad getting one of the tractors out and hooking it up to something. More than likely to the disk.
Then he uses the disk, after which he will plow, then roll, then level, then mark out.
Yep…each and every day in each and every field Dad will do this.
ALL except to the alfalfa field. That requires something different.
In-between all that ‘tractor work’ Dad will figure out something he wants to do BEFORE everything gets too busy.
There will be — hauling stuff to the dump,
or hauling a load to the metal buying place, or maybe even finishing up something he started in the winter.
Spring gets to be B.U.S.Y!
In the meantime, when Mom isn’t helping Dad do something, Mom is getting her yard ready for Spring. This means, raking EVERYTHING, spading up the ground where she wants to plant something new,
plus keeping on hauling in wood.
Because, You See, March is still COLD!
Which works for me!
Because I LOVE the COLD!
Just Say’n.
TLC Cai-Cai
Although Delta proper got snow, we didn’t
By noon the wind was fierce and wicked and BABY IT IS COLD to work out in
The trees groaned and clattered, drop some limbs, and generally were miserable in the nasty gale.
By the time the sun glowingly sat…everything was clean and sparkly.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 