A lovely storm cloud rolled in last night, I just had to take photos of it while I was hauling in firewood…
the setting sun made the coming storm a delight to see.
This morning it starting sifting big fluffy flakes down for a short time, leaving us with just a skiff of snow.
The whole experience has been really lovely and the best part is the snow is wet.
However, as I write this it has a melted…giving the earth a nice drink.
Have a good Sunday Everyone!
Linda
It sure seems we have been hang’n at the house lots lately.
Sigh!
BUT Mom has started walking out on the place this week and WE GET TO GO WITH HER!!!!
Sure is fun!
I try….really I do…I, hum, try to stay with Mom and Fuzzy…BUT
THEREISSOMUCHTOSMELLANDDOOUTTHEREITISREALLYHARD!
Mom walks LOTS slower than I do…I mean, heck, I can be clear to the end of the field and BACK by the time she and Fuzzy get just a little ways into the field.
But to be fair, I think Mom walks with Fuzzy so Fuzzy doesn’t get lonely.
I really should also
BUT THERE IS SURE SO MUCH TO SMELL OUT THERE ————————–
We walked over to the equipment hillside, where Fuzzy scared up Robby the Rabbit. Fuzzy and Robby ran every which where, until Robby got tired and hid in the roller. Fuzzy barked at me to join him, but I was over with Mom looking at the old junk which really is homes for the mice.
The mice were not as interesting as the Robby the Rabbit but I was just too far away to be part of the fun. By the time I got there, Robby was tired and sitting in the roller just watching us.
Phooey.
We sat on the hillside and looked at the canyons of the Esclante and Dominguez for a short while….then we all moved over to the little pasture and Mom told us if it were night we could see all the cars coming across the desert from Grand Junction to Delta, but of course it wasn’t night so we couldn’t see the traffic.
Mom assured us it was there.
I headed down to the cattails, but Mom and Fuzzy didn’t they headed over to the little alfalfa field, Mom said half the place was good enough to walk for now.
The cows have made a path in the same spot in the field and in the dirt ditch that they have for over 40 years…Mom says it’s the shortest distance to where ever they are going.
Every time Dad sees the flattened out ditch (just in that one spot) he threatens to lay pipe there and cover it up. But he never does, he just gets out the ditcher in the spring and makes a new ditch.
I think he just likes to talk about the path, he really doesn’t care!
On the way back I joined Mom and Fuzzy, I really needed to be close to Mom because…..
My hurry had sort of vanished!
Because….
Well….
WE
HAD
TO
GO
THROUGH
THE
COWS!!!!!!
I’m really afraid of the cows!
I’ll bark at them if they get too close to the electric fence around the yard, but I don’t want to do more than that.
WHY?!?!?!
Those girls will CHASE YOU!!!
THAT’S WHY!!!
I had them chase me when I first got here, that sort of thrill I didn’t need again in my life!
Mom has to make me go in front of her, but I only go one step in front of her foot…
Mom and Fuzzy laughed at me, but I didn’t care.
As soon as we got through the herd of 70 pregnant females —- you think about that…
SEVENTY
(70)
PREGNANT
FEMALES
I ran right to the house!
Whew!
I enjoyed the walk, I sure did. But getting through all those cows is best!
Boomer
So far I’m having a good day. Thank-you each and every one of you for your wishes of wellness and for writing and giving me ideas on how to recover. Your comments and emails are very appreciated.
Yesterday was a good day… which is good, if I can have a good week, then I’ll know I have this licked.
Anyway, enough of me.
It was warmer yesterday, so the dogs and I went for a short walk. It was warm enough that as I sat on the point of a hill I could feel the sun warming my shoulders, which was heavenly.
On the way back I stopped at the old grainery. Terry wanted to tear this down, but I want to keep it. We have only two buildings left of the original farmstead (outside of our house); the tractor shed (build out of adobe dirt) and this old grainery.
This spring (soon, any day now) Terry is going to move it up from behind the barn and the haystacks and put it next to my gardens by the corrals. After that I’m not sure what I want to do with it — potting shed, play house, whatever I want.
Today is Tuesday, February, 5, 2013…the sunrises at 7:15 in the morning and is setting at 5:38 in the evening. A month ago on January 5th the sun was coming up at 7:31 and setting at 5:04. The days are growing longer -January 9 hours and 34 minutes and today- 10 hours and 23 minutes. More sunlight…which is a true joy to me.
I haven’t seen the old dog for some time now. I might drive around the farm neighborhood now that I’m feeling up to it, and see if I can see the dog in someone’s yard. If not… I wait, but I will also know that the possibility of the dog taking a path to the other side just might have occurred–one of those sad parts of life.
Once more thank you all for your kind thoughts,
Linda
It’s cloudy, grey and chilly again here today.
I’ve been sick.
Well, actually I got sick the week before Christmas and seem to not be able to get well. I have a good day here and there, but nothing that lasts.
I’m taking the day off…resting by the fire.
I hope this finds all of you well.
COME ON SPRING!
Linda
The word “cowdog” did not exist in the English language until after the trail driving period of 1870 and the 1880s.
Today people understand that we dogs are important to help out on the farm and the ranch.
I was raised to be a help on the ranch. For five years I lived with a wonderful old man, we were great friends and partners. Then one day he passed on over the rainbow road and his kids didn’t want me. They took me out to the country and dumped me out on the road.
I waited for days and days and days right at the spot they dumped me out. Mom and Misty would try and try and try to get me to come to them, but I waited to have my people come pick me back up.
Finally I got too hungry…I was a bone, when Misty and Mom came out with ROAST BEEF…I couldn’t turn it down.
So now I’m a farm dog.
I love being a farm dog. I still get to help out with the cows (not as many as I used to, and no horses, but that is okay.)
I still help haul hay and load hay, I help irrigate, and I go everywhere with Mom.
Now we have Boomer.
My best buddy in the whole wide world!
Boomer was a complete and total house dog. He isn’t any more; he’s a farm dog also!
So I told you all of this to tell you… I’ve feeling really good! My stitches are out….my scar is healing nicely and my fur is coming back!
We have another dog hanging around. Mom is really worried about this dog…it is old, and thin, and very afraid of people. This dog is wearing a collar so Mom is trying to catch the dog to see if she can find the people who own the dog —neighbor ??? dumped off???
And help the dog.
Boomer and I always ALERT Mom when the dog is on the property. We sure hope to help this dog out.
I think this really old dog would love to be a Farm DOG!!!!
Fuzzy
Today is my volunteer day at the Delta County Historical Society and Museum. ( I do the blog from home and other research from home, but today I go in to help.)
I’m entering a year’s worth of Obituaries in the data base for future reference. Last Wednesday was really interesting, while I was there a gentleman came in wanting to know something about a relative who ‘supposedly’ lived in Delta in 1902.
The curator gave me the task of helping solve this little mystery, which was very easy to do through the census. On-line we also found a couple of people who are related to the same person, but the coolest part of all…….
The elusive man on the census had several borders-people who were renting rooms from him at the time of the census. Mr. Wetzel, the curator, knew immediately where the man’s business was located — it wasn’t the El-Dina, a boarding house still in use today, but none other than the Delta House! Delta’s First Hotel! (I will post some photos tomorrow on both blogs.)
The relative was the second owner of the Delta House.
It’s little victories like this that make history, research, and helping others out ever so much fun.
My 4 O’clock photos show that for a small amount of time we had clearing skies and shafts of sunshine then the next storm rolled in out of Utah.
It’s snowing all around us today, but NO WIND! I can handle cold (it is 10* right now) if the wind isn’t blowing.
Almost to February the count down is completing!
Linda
We are back to snow and wind and cold 22*f outside with a windchill making it really 12*f. The cold is easier to handle than the wind.
I have a light on the chickens, which they really seem to enjoy. Often times (when it is cold like this) I check on them and they are laying or sitting in the heat of light. Sort of like a wood stove for us! 🙂
The days are longer now, which helps, the hens have started laying eggs again–they are thinking spring also. 🙂
Our cat (which only goes outside if I make her and then I get clawed before I can put her down) has a great toy with the humidifier.
She can spend hours and hours just watching the little plastic fish floating on top of the water.
Silly cat…no catnip for her…just a humidifier!
Linda
So far we have over an inch of rain and it is still raining. The weather people say it is supposed to turn to snow today around 2 o’clock in the afternoon. I haven’t been taking any 4 o’clock photos since there really isn’t anything to see but rain and fog.
For a really short while yesterday the clouds broke and sun came out. A great cry of joy went up from the cows and the chickens and the cats and the dogs. Everyone was in a frolicking kind of mood.
Terry and I quickly grabbed all our trash and headed out to the dump. We only make the run if we absolutely have too. We were at the absolutely spot…if we didn’t go then I was going to have to go by more trash barrels, which I didn’t want to do as we really do have enough of trash barrels now.
There really isn’t anything really interesting at the dump, but we did get to see the rubber grinder at work grinding up all the tires. I don’t know what happens to that huge pile of ground up rubber but I’m sure they have figured out some way to recycle it or they wouldn’t be doing it.
As we were there the fog settled back down. After we got home the rain started again. No complains on the moisture. It is just very odd this type of rain this time of year.
Three more days until February….I’m into the count down! 🙂
Linda
We are having the oddest weather for January. Weather more along the line of July. An unusual warm air mass has funneled itself up from the Gulf of Mexico, giving us RAIN.
Friday we were rather warm with heavy fog, the weatherman was calling an inversion. 
But we never cooled down to below zero, instead we stayed warm…22* all that day, into the night, and even into the next morning.
Visibility was very poor.
Then the weather people started telling us about the odd weather pattern we were now in.
Fog is beautiful.
We see very little fog here. As a child I was always fascinated that (for us, here in the high mountain desert) when we have fog it is really a cloud sitting down and surrounding us. Living in a cloud made me feel rather ethereal—light, airy, not earth-bound. It still does.
Then it started to rain…a very wet drizzle, you could walk in it for thirty minutes before getting soaked, but very steady. On and on it rained, all day, all evening, all night, until about 4 in the morning. Then it stopped. But the heavy fog didn’t leave.
Visibility, as I write this is 1/4 of mile. We are surrounded in cloud. It isn’t raining …. yet.
But it could start.
It might snow! The water guys are saying that it is snowing in the San Juan’s and up at Gunnison. That is good news. I hope it dumps FEET of very wet snow! 🙂
For FEET of snow I can enjoy living in a Cloud! 🙂 🙂
Linda
Today, in just a little while, I go with Mom to get my stitches out!
I’m ready!!!
Those things itch! My back paw fits right where they are and it feeeeeeeeeeeeels so good. Then Mom grabs my back leg and tells me to stop, “can’t do it right now, ole boy”, she says. And pets me until I forget I had the itchys.
My tumor was right behind my shoulder blade and had grown into the shoulder blade area which is why I was having so much trouble walking.
But not anymore!
Every day we go for a walk and I made it clear around half the place yesterday. Who says old dogs need to be put out to pasture?!
Mom, Dad, Boomer and I were looking at all the really early spring work (or is it late winter work?) Dad and Mom want to get done before the farming season starts.
Boomer and I were looking for anything of interest!
We saw lots of birds. Some Mom was able to get a photo of but mostly she didn’t.
Boomer had to run off to the upper end and over to the back 40 (I sure would have liked to go) and we all heard him YELP. He hollered at me the rabbits were hopping about, but I just couldn’t do it this time. Next time I told him, not today. You give chase for both of us!
And he did.
We were up there a long, long time. When we started back home the cows were heading up to sleeping draw to spend the night. They were early because a storm was coming in and they wanted to bed down before it hit.
I was glad to get back home too…that bedding down idea sounded really good.
Boomer said he would take a nap with me; that’s what buddies are for.
Well, anyway Mom and I are off to get the stitches out! Everything is looking up.
Fuzzy
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