Linda Pierson from Just Another Day on the Prairie did a watercolor of Sammy Sam and sent it to me for my birthday! What a thoughtful present!
Thank you so much, Linda
Your friend on a western Colorado Farm,
Linda
Marianne from Northview Diary asked me for a photo of the lovely Sandhill Cranes who winter around here.
So for your viewing pleasure
I bring to you a wee series of
Of those beautiful
Dancing Birds!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Although the winter hours are snail-like in progress moving ever so slowly toward the uplifting time of Spring.
My days are still full of wonder and joy. From the tiny shadows of the dried out, but still standing weeds,
To a lone Canadian goose
feather laying in wait for me to find it.
And always, always that wonder of the sun shining on the mountains; (This mountain range is the San Juan Mountain range) surrounding our farm.
And those oldest of sundials— shadows—horizontal, vertical, then horizontal again, in the shifting light.
As the light begins to die, burning color upon the land, fading moment by moment into ashes of gray. My heart lifts in song.
I hope I am always here. Living out my last days… right here, on this little farm.
For you see….I truly love my life.
From my world to your heart.
Linda
Houston came for a visit! I didn’t know she was back from Alamosa, Colorado…but she WAS!
She ran all the way across the muddy fields to see ME!
After we played and wrestled and had a great Time!
Shannon and Romeo came up to see us.
Then I went back with Houston and we played and played with Shannon’s dogs and Romeo and Willow cat.
Then it was time for me to go home.
I begged and begged Mom to spend the night. Or let Houston stay with us. But Houston’s Dad was getting ready to head back to Alamosa, so we had to say good-bye!
I whined and whined when she drove away.
Mom says Houston will be back again soon.
Okay…until then I can always play with Rocky!
And Etta! Here she is dressed as a tick. Etta is a hunting dog.
Oh, and Black Beauty Princess Dog. (who is just a sweet dog)
Shilo doesn’t play much. Shilo is always business. She is the head hunting dog.
Boomer
Even if the ground is too muddy to go for a four-wheeler ride Terry and Boomer and I always go for a walk. If Min-Min cat is outside she is tagging along also.
Now if the wind blows and turns the world all crooked.
We stay inside! 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
And you and your husband are bored….
A chicken pot pie helps! (Plus company to share it with)
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
“Sometimes,” said Pooh, “the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.”–A.A. Milne
Because of terrible weather and bad driving conditions, we have not been able to attend many of our grandson’s basketball games.
But yesterday (bad weather and all) we looked at each other and said: “Let’s Go!” So off we went to Carbondale, Colorado, where the Parachute Cardinals (we are the Cardinals) took on the Rams for a very exciting over-time, buzzer ending basketball game.
As Pooh says: “the smallest things do take up the most room in our hearts!”
From our world to your heart!
Linda
Although we have storms, and melt, and wind, and rain….the outside work still goes on.
The transient cool morning air, bright as crystal’s some mornings
Frigid, shadowed and mysterious at night
The rain streaming through thick and gray clouds changes the earth from white to deep dark brown.
Then the glow of chilly blue skies filled our minds with sunshine
Until a breeze, more like wind,
comes up and whirls the falling snow into a twirling madness
Then the light is gray and secretive. Filling our world with silence.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
After a brief dusting of snow
We melted! Adding too the already mud and slop.
Then the rains came! Popping up bubbles in the huge puddles. Fun little bubbles, as if the earth was adding some humor into all the moisture.
Then this morning we woke up to fleeing clouds
And sunlight over the land
As I write this the sky is clear, the sun bright, and there is beauty all around!
From my world to your heart!
Linda
So Mom says to me—“Guess what, Boomie-Boo? The sun is shining and it is kinda warm outside….lets go for a four-wheeler ride!
With that Mom, Dad, and myself ran out the back door, hopped onto the four-wheelers. (Well, I didn’t hop, Mom won’t let me because of my very weak knee). We took off for the Upper End, the Back Forty, No Man’s Land, even ran up on the Rocky Point where we saw a coyote heading down from Coyote Hill and racing through No Man’s Land onto the our neighbor’s pasture and through all the grazing cows.
The cows stopped and watch the coyote, took up the “you come to near and I will charge you” stance…but the coyote ran on. Dad said we must have scared the ‘daylights’ out of the coyote for it to take off like it did.
Mom and I watched and watched until the coyote turn around a hill and was gone.
Then Dad went down and check out a one of the fence lines while Mom and I rode on top of the hill checking another fence line.
Then we all met up where Romeo hangs out, talked to him for a spell and headed back home.
It was a great time riding in the sunshine!
Boomer
Life on a Colorado Farm 