This is not a painting, but a photo at just the right moment in time.
A gift, most rare and beautiful.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
An Most Amazing Gift — Monday, August 23, 2021
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After the Rain — Brisk Winds, and a Tad Cold, Sunday, August 22, 2021
All us Summer folks, the Summer Songbirds, the bees, the flowers, and me
Not to mention the trees
Are feeling like we made the turn
The turn into Fall, or Autumn, or the dying of Summer, after all our rain.
The leaves are starting to turn
The air is a tad cooler in the early morning
It got down to 42*f (5.5c) the day of our largest rain
50*f (10c) Saturday morning
The sky is sometimes blue, then filling with smoke again, followed by random showers of rain.
Although I like (Spring) and Autumn— I love Summer!
Terry says this cooler weather
Is just PERFECT! 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The Adventures of TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-RAIN, Friday, August 20, 2021
Mom says we will get back to all about ‘Running a Farm’ next week, but for right now, there is REJOICING in the House and on the Farm.
It started raining and
it hasn’t really stopped.
As for me—
I’m not sure about this rain stuff.
TLC Cai-Cai
A Kindness Accepted then Gifted a New Home —Thursday, August 19, 2021
The Blue Skies came back…Blue Skies in the middle of the sky, which was ever so lovely
The conditioner on the swather broke–the conditioner is where the cut alfalfa is rolled up to crip the stems (so they can dry) and then gathered together to lay in lovely neat rows for the baler.
So, I was helping Terry move the conditioner to the shop where he could repair it
when I looked down and saw a rock the tractor just drove over.
It was a HEART! The tractor broke it! Sometimes the load is just too heavy, even for a rock.
It is now home in my Rock Garden, put together (sorta) resting with all the hearts I have living there.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
While the Smoke Wrapped Us in a Shroud — Wednesday, August 18, 2021
I have been a tad depressed, or anxious, or something lately
I have finally decided it is because of the smoke enveloping everything
Although, the wind does thin the smoke randomly giving us a taste of Blue
The smoke is still there engulfing us randomly
It was while we were up at the Upper End, I looked down at a most unusual Rock
It was a heart!
The Earth, our farm, the Universe telling me–Don’t dispair, All is not lost, joy has not vanished.
I brought it home to live with my other ‘found’ hearts. 🙂
Sometimes we need little reminders, don’t we?
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Blood Red — Not Good — Ever, Tuesday, August 17, 2021
Skies like these are a distant memory, anymore
This is what our skies look like
Most of the time…smoke sinking into each and everything
Sometimes a tad worse than other times
Once in a while, a slight breeze lightens the smoke
But, more often than not, the sun is stained dazzlingly red, red, red
As it sinks below the edge of the Uncompahgre Plateau.
We so need rain.
As does every place else in the dry, combusting west.
Sigh,
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Tra-la-la-la, RUN —- Monday, August 16, 2021
Tra-la-la-la, hum, just skipping along
OH! MY! GOODNESS!
RUN!!!!
Life on a Colorado Farm,
Linda
From Kate —- YAY— Sunday, August 15, 2021
It is ever so much fun to open my email and find a wee gift:
“Hello!
We’ve just had the first rain of the season. Winter’s nearly over, storm season (spring) is on the way and is forecast to start early.
Each morning that the Husband is on day shift, I take Mouse out for a walk, carrying a sandwich for the Husband in my pocket. He pulls up his fuel tanker at the bottom of the hill near our house on his way back into the fuel terminal to reload, and I hand the sandwich up into the cab. Today, it was drizzling a little, but the sun was also out, and there was a faint rainbow in the dark sky behind him. You can see the A and B trailers of his truck on the left, he was just pulling out when I took the photo. I told him he’d dragged it into town from out in the bush specially so I could take a photo for you 🙂
I hope you’re OK, and not missing Mindy too much. Our animals are tied by such strong strings to our hearts, aren’t they?
Love, and hugs,
Kate
Thank you so much, Kate. Yes, they wrap themselves into our hearts, minds, and souls. 🙂 I do believe Mindy is gone, although, I keep looking for her every day.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
The Adventures of TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Farm Life Series 4, We Continue On without Mindy, Friday, August 13, 2021
“People like us, who believe in physics, know that the distinction between past, present, and the future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.”—Albert Einstein reflecting on the death of his friend Michele Besso
Mom took me on her lap and started petting me, I began to purr, LOUD, just for Mom.
Mom said I know Mindy Lou-Sue, my wonderful Min-Min, was teaching you about our way of life. I guess I should try and pick up where she left off.
So, while I purred; Mom petted me, she told me about the Business of Farming.
Mom told me that ranches are mostly grasslands for cows and sheep and horses and mules and… and farms raise crops.
Ranchers raise animals for meat and farmers raise crops that feed and clothe animals, including human animals.
Dogs and Cats, (purr, hum, purr) are important parts of farms. And ranches, Mom explained.
Dogs help ‘work’ on the farm and help ranchers take care of the animals on a ranch. Here on our farm, when Mom and Dad had dogs (Mom stopped and sighed.) The dogs went everywhere with us and helped irrigate.
I CAN GO! I stopped purring and stood up; looking Mom right in the eye. I can help.
Mom smiled and turned me back around and sat me down so I could get more scratches and pets.
Kitties, of which you are one, Mom said, all the while petting me, as the keeper of the farmyard/ or if the kitty lives on a ranch, the ranch yard.
Kitties keep the mice away from the house, the barns the work sheds, the grain bins, everything.
Kitties are a very important part of making a farm or ranch run smooth.
I got up again and gave Mom a head butt and a lick on her cheek.
Then I jumped down, stretched, fluffed my tail, and strutted off.
We, Cats, ARE very important!
Mom is so right!
Now, I have ‘stuff’ to do, important Stuff!
TLC Cai-Cai
In the Cool Gloom of the Corn —- Thursday, August 12, 2021
The lively action of the ears developing
Signals of an abundant crop come Autumn.
The long and dark shadows cool the earth offering shade to any who need it.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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