Tallen was two on Monday so we all went to the hot springs at Ouray, Colorado and went dipping.
Tallen (getting into the pool with Da-Da) loves the water. She had a delightful time and so did we.
Linda
Two Years Old and Loving It
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Author Archives: Dayphoto
The Beauty of Wildlife
I just love watching these birds land and take off. They love the sweet corn fields the best. And at night, if you go outside, and stand still and listen you can hear them rustling around in the leaves.
Linda
Spring is Coming I Can Feel it in the AIr
Sometimes I am just amazed at the beauty this world has to offer us.
We are still experiencing clouds and grey skies, but the sunsets are just wonderful!
And the days are growing longer…Spring is coming. I just know it is!
Linda
The Girls Arrive at the Maternity Ward
Our farm is rented in February to a rancher that likes to ‘calf- out’ on our land. The ‘girls’ get to have lots of neat things to eat the month of their due date: corn, hay, bean straw, weeds and weeds and more weeds and last year’s cattails (which are really yummy).
They do lots of good (about 82 head of moms-to-be) and our tiny group add much needed fertilizer onto the farming ground, and help munch down all the weeds and cattails and prune the sage and Chico brush (just the tips are a delicious treat), getting the farm ready for spring work.
In return the cows get a fairly safe place to have their calves. Randomly we (and the cows) will have a tussle with the coyotes and the calves always loose. Coyotes are sneaky killers waiting for the cow to be in labor and for the calf to be ‘coming out’. Cows can’t see their backside so therefore can’t protect themselves from an attack from either wild dogs or coyotes. As the calf emerges the coyotes drag the baby from the mom and immediately kill and eat it. Sometimes they will take on the mom too. And NO they DO NOT HAVE TO BE HUNGRY TO DO THIS…they just have to want too.
So we all start patrolling the farm, the ranch guys come by, and we go out. It’s important that ‘critters’ stay away….far away…from the maternity ward!
Yes, we have wild dogs….thanks to those PEOPLE who just don’t want a dog anymore and take it to the country hoping it will survive. Most of the time the dogs either—-die, get ran over, or join with the other wild dogs that run the drain ditches and the canyons looking for food. Sometimes we country folk can catch the dogs (like I got Fuzzy) and can make them ours, but most of the time that doesn’t happen.
These animals always hang close to farms BECAUSE THEY WERE ONCE RAISED IN A FAMILY OF PEOPLE and kill livestock for fun/pleasure and Food.
Raising animals and being a good protector of those in your care is a full-time job. I would hate to meet someone who lived on our farm in the bye-and-bye and have them say I didn’t do a very good job. Makes me sad to even think that could happen.
So anyway, the girls are back. These are the great-great-great granddaughters of cows that have been coming to our maternity ward for years and years.
It’s always good to see them again.
Linda
I Won!
I never win, anything, ever!
So this was a really neat surprise ! http://edprescott.wordpress.com/2010/01/26/giveaway-week-2/
Ed, from Thoughts From the Road http://edprescott.wordpress.com/
And I got a couple of black and white photos in card formate.
The whole package brighten my day!
Linda
The Clouds Parted Enough to Give Us Color in a Gray World
23 days until March. I’m into the count down!
Linda
Dreaming of Blue Skies and Sunshine
Jet Trails
I just step out the back door and look up at the sky to know we live under a sky stiched with jet trails.
Reminds me of that old song: Leaving on a jet plane, (written by John Denver and song by Peter, Paul and Mary)
Linda
A Gift from the Sky
When walking close to our place, it is a joy to come across wildlife
He/she stayed very still for me, letting me approach, even so much as politely waiting for me to snap the camera
You can’t tell but he/she is watching me. America’s symbol of strength and freedom….
In the flesh (er..feathers)
Linda
The End Finally Happened
(The moon out our backdoor)
Finally, I came to the end of a huge, giant mess!
A mess that took a year to fix (and in many ways still isn’t fixed, but oh…well.)
A year ago in February I inherited this mess. The person who was supposed to be ‘doing the job’ stopped doing the job and then finally retired saying “It’s a mess, but I guess that’s life”!
For months on end I sorted through boxes and drawers, I filed and re-filed. I researched and hunted down.
All along my REGULAR WORK kept on going on.
Of course the HGM (huge giant mess) impacted my regular work, and the work of the college, and the three other companies I work with.
But on Thursday of last week, I finished.
IT took me a year.
As soon as I pushed send on the file, I got sick.
I spend the weekend sick. I’m still trying to get myself back to snuff, but I am at work. The piles are smaller, regular work is humming along.
I’m just glad I can now integrate the HGM into my regular work.
I’m glad now that the HGM won’t cause me to lose anymore sleep.
Finally it’s done.
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 
