I had to really think about what and where I would see numbers…on a farm, miles from town.
Then it dawned on me!!!
I am surrounded by numbers
When I started to get more than 10 photos I thought I had better stop!
So here’s my collection!
Tractors!
Linda
Dear Diary—
I finally have a few minutes to write a few notes to myself! Boomer and I have been extremely busy this week.
The water is finally starting to work right. It took a while. The ground was so hard and dry and the air so full of hot wind and dirt, oh, yes, and the amount of irrigation water so slim, we had to go change water ALL the time.
But everything is coming together now.
Dad goes out and checks the water often, but we only have to CHANGE the water twice a day, which is normal.
That is because the ground FINALLY got wet. That’s how Dad and Mom talk when they talk about the water…they say: something, something, something now that the ground is Finally wet.
Dad wastes nothing with the water. He sets up a series of dams so nothing is wasted.
The water at the end of the field goes off our farm and back into the canal so then next farm below us gets our water, it goes on like this clear to the Gunnison River.
Pretty cool!
Sometimes Hank goes with us; he likes to check the tubes for mice.
Boomer is off smelling the news somewhere….he reports back what he finds when we all get home.
Me!?
Well, I help the folks out.
I stay right with Mom and make sure the water is the right height in the ditch, (I really like catching the water bubbles, but I don’t tell anyone, they would probably not let me get in the ditch if they knew)
I just jump right in and show them I’m good at irrigating.
Dad has cut baled and hauled hay. The first customers came last night.
That is always cool…..we like to bark the customers into the yard, and then we like to lead them to the haystack with our barking signals—
Bark, bark, bark…THIS WAY—
COME ON– We will show you!
Bark, Bark, Bark!!!
Boomer and I do a really good job of getting them to the hay yard.
By the time we get the truck and the trailer there and all backed up and lined up, Dad is ready to load.
We are a gooood TEAM!
Sometimes Hank and his family walk over in the evening.
Boomer is terrified of the goats!
Terrified!
Did I tell you he is terrified!
Boy is he ever!
Hank and I laugh at him.
Boomer doesn’t care…every time he gets around them one of them tries to butt him so he gets real nervous and barks at them.
Hummmmm
Maybe I would be afraid also if they would try to butt me.
But they don’t.
I get that look on my face and I crouch down and slink close to the ground and they stop.
They look at me and I give a warning growl.
They walk off and I go my own way.
Bullies never like courage!
I tell Boomer to do that, but he says he just can’t.
One day going to town, we saw a devil – a dirt devil.
I thought it was pretty cool.
Boomer said he had never seen one!
Well, Diary. There you have it. Just another day on the farm!
Like I say…changing water is always the best part!
Fuzzy
P.S. Oh, yes! My fur is starting to come back in. I really like having fur.
P.P. S.S. Mom says I have to go to the groomer again NEXT WEEK (SHUDDER) But she said I won’t get shaved.
{{{SHUDDER}}}
Far Side of Fifty (Far Side for short) has a delightful fun blog, complete with a blogging wonder Border Collie, Chance.
Far Side also is the Museum Coordinator for her Hubbard County, in Minnesota, collects old photos from antique shops, scans them and puts them on another blog she has which is used to help people connect with their families (and photos). Her third blog is a photo blog…Far Side takes some very good/outstanding photos from around her area. Her fourth blog (this is one VERY busy lady) is for the Museum.
I feel very lucky to just do two blogs!
Anyway….
Far Side has been asking to see the complete Sun dial garden. She asked me to stand in the water trough and take all sides….since the water trough is planted with Red Hot Pokers, alyssum, and three different colors of petunias…I decided not too. 🙂
The Pinto Beans are up…summer is on its way!
Thanks for stopping by! I always enjoy visiting with you!
Linda
I have a little Robin who helps me garden.
It took me awhile to understand that no matter what part of the yard I am in, he is there with me.
He is very happy when I’m watering as he can then find big fat worms, but even if I’m weeding he hops along beside or behind, or maybe just over in the other bed seeing what it is he can find…food, nesting material, who knows…something.
He is so tame I have even been able to get a photo or three of him.
For me that HUGE…I can’t ever seem to get a bird photo.
I’m pleased to introduce you to–
Robin
Which always reminds me of the the song -WHEN THE RED ROBIN COMES BOBBIN’ ALONG
(written by Harry Woods )
Sung by–Al Jolson, Mandy Patinkin, The Osmond Brothers
When the Red, Red Robin Comes Bob-Bob Bobbin’ Along
When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin’ along, along
There’ll be no more sobbin’ when he starts throbbin’ his old sweet song
Wake up, wake up you sleepy head Get up, get out of your bed
Cheer up, cheer up the sun is red Live, love, laugh and be happy
What if I were blue, now I’m walking through,
walking through the fields of flowers
Rain may glisten but still I listen for hours and hours
I’m just a kid again doing what I did again, singing a song
When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin’ along
When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin’
When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin’ along
There’ll be no more sobbin’ when he starts throbbin’
There’ll be no more sobbin’ when he starts a throbbin’ his old sweet song
Wake up, wake up you sleepy head
Why don’t you get up, get up, get out of bed, cheer up
Live, love, laugh and be happy
What if I were blue, now I’m walking through fields of flowers
Rain may glisten but still I listen for hours and hours
I’m just a kid again, doing what I did again, singing a song
When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin’
When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin’ along
Along, along, along, along, along.
Linda
Terry is out baling…6:30 in the morning and just enough dew (YEA) to set the baler up and give it a good go before the heat starts rising.
We are thinking we will be able to get another cutting this year, but if the water shrinks anymore that will be the last cutting.
At least we will get two cuttings and we are darn grateful for those.
Anyhow, what I’m really writing about is the Barn Swallows.
I don’t have a photo of the birds themselves, because they are very careful to fly off the second I appear.
See this little pair of Barn Swallows decided to build a nest on the house, upstairs, next to the north side window. They must be a young pair as they MADE A MESS!!!
I had mud all over the screen, bird droppings on the screen and the window…huge mess. I got so mad at them (they only had the two bottom rows done on their nest) that I yelled out the window for them to go someplace else…the other side of the house, THE BARN, the tractor shed, BUT NOT ON THE WINDOW!!
Then I scraped off their little nest and told them to LEAVE!
Later on that morning, I was visiting the Northview Dairy blog, whereby Threecollie was talking about a nesting Robin on her house.
By this time I was feeling really bad I had knocked down the little mud house and yelled at the cute little pair of birds, there she was telling us about her darling Robin family, that was nesting on HER house.
(Which reminds me…I encourage you to visit Northview Diary….Threecollie and her family live in up-state New York. I’m always amazed at the differences in weather from here to there. They get way too much rain and we don’t get enough. But her blog is a delight– full of fun, excellent writing, and a true peak into dairy farming —- I encourage you to visit.)
So I went back upstairs, poked my head out the window and hollered to all the birds flying around, sitting on the Blue Spruce trees and on the electric lines that I was sorry.
I then asked the little Barn Swallows to come back, just don’t build where the screen and the windows get dirty. Build where we can ENJOY them and their little famil(ies).
Two days came and went, nothing.
Three and four days came and went-no nest.
I finally gave up and decided that they really did go to the barn or one of the other buildings.
As I was washing that particular window I happened to look UP and there it was
A perfect little home, NOT on the frame of the window, or above the frame of the window, but where we could watch several little families of Barn Swallows grow up this summer.
It seems that Barn Swallows raise about three families before they leave for the winter. So this should be fun for Terry and I and the grandchildren.
Well, time is quickly getting away from me.
Have a nice Monday!
Linda
Yipeee!
I love blue!
Blue is my most favorite color in the whole wide world!
Yes I like lavender and I enjoy pink and I delight in yellow….but BLUE!!! Blue, any shade and all shades are right up there with finding rainbows for me!
Then there is my other really super favorite thing/person, who happens to like blue but really enjoys green, I get the best of all worlds.
Aren’t I just the most blessed person around! 🙂 🙂
For more Shades of Blue, head on over to the Sunday Stills blog, open up the comments section and visit each person who left a comment. Sometimes they will leave their link to their site, but if not, you can just click on their name and it will take you to their site!
Enjoy!
Linda
My monthly post is a tad bit late….I had to do the History post on Thursday and what would Friday be like with out Fuzzy and Boomer …. a wee bit lonely I do believe…so here is my tree post today June 2, 2012
Lots and lots of lovely shade giving green leaves.
And as a delightful blog friend Ceclia, from New Zealand, now living and farming in America says: “A bendy tree day”!
If you get a chance zip on over and visit Ceclia…you will meet Momma Sheep, several little pigs, a cow who is going to calf any moment and beautiful Kupa, not to mention all the wonderful chickens.
For those of you who love to cook, she is a delightful cook, sharing recipes will all of us.
This is such a lovely time of year!
Linda
It has been ‘wind(ing)’ for a very long time.
Very Long!
We had wind before the really bad wind, then wind after the very bad wind, but Mom said this weekend is looking good. Although, she says we are having August heat in May…no WAIT(!) this is the First of JUNE! So we are having lots of heat for the first of JUNE!
The wind was really bad….3/4 of Utah blew into our farm, on my fur and stuck to all the leaves that live on our place.
Sometimes the wind was so bad Fuzzy and I couldn’t really stand up in it, so Fuzzy stayed under the pickup most of the time. I hung out with Mom; she still had ‘stuff’ to do.
The wind even blew over her flowers…she was not happy about that so staked many of them. It was my first time to smell an Iris. I sneeze for a long time after that first time of smelling the iris.
We worked in the yard
We also babysat Mom-Mom’s cats and their goats, Linky’s bunny came up and lived with us while the whole family, including Hank, went to Nebraska for several days.
Sometimes Fuzzy and I would go stand at the edge of the field and bark for Hank to see how he was doing, but he never came to his edge of the field to bark back. Fuzzy said it was because the wind was too bad and he couldn’t hear us….the wind was whipping our words away from Hank.
Then Mom told us Hank wasn’t home he went in the motor home to Nebraska.
Bummer!
I really like to talk to Hank!
One day it was so horribly hot and windy that Mom and Dad took us down to the Rubidoux Canyon and Rubidoux River for a swim.
I didn’t swim…only Fuzzy. He loves the water…I love the news!
The other thing was we had to go do was take care of the poultry, the two cats and the three dogs at Shannon’s…..The TURKEY is SOMETHING ELSE!!!
I didn’t bark at him once, but I sure was amazed…I sat and just watched him. He fluffs himself up, up, WAY UP and flings his wings down, then makes a drumming noise as he walks around in front of me.
That is some way cool bird, let me tell you!
The sun was amazing too, during this time, YOU could SEE IT!
Now how cool is that?!
There wasn’t even a sunset…just this
On the fourth day the dirty wind left and we just had regular wind.
When we were setting the last of the irrigation rows…..
The little family came back!
Complete with Hank!
I sure love living here. Couldn’t ask for anything better!
Boomer
Aren’t they all amazing!? My header shows a green bloom…I didn’t know cactus had green blooms!
Thank you, Sheryl, for sharing this really cool experience with me and letting me post to my blog!
Linda
They have arrived in all their terrible glory….Russian Knap weed….horrible stuff.
With all of the native plants destroyed the invasives have taken over. This hillside is the worst for Russian Knap weed. I thought about showing you the ugly Canada Thistle patches (which equal this patch of Russian Knap Wee) and the beautiful but every so hateful Musk Thistle (we all know people just like that….beautiful but very hard to be around).
There are some other weeds that I enjoy and am glad to see Milkweed (excluding the poisonous kind) and Golden Rod are two that come to mind as I’m writing this. But these are NOT growing where the other three are, because the other three are thugs and take over the spot they are growing in, acting like bouncers by kicking everyone one else out.
I’m putting on leather gloves every other day and pulling up the poisonous types of weeds, bringing them back and burning them. The last thing we want is for the cows to eat something (next winter) that kills them.
The burn still makes me sad. And the farmer who burned everything is stalling on doing anything….so now the three farms are going to have to approach him as a group to get something done.
I was hoping that he would have been a better neighbor and handled everything to the best of his ability, instead of waiting and waiting and ignoring the whole problem.
He is to be pitied, but being a responsible person in life is to act responsibly.
Enough of this…onto a lovely sunny day!
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 