From all this to mud.
Mom says we just have to be patient
At least all the snow you see above it gone and now we just have MUD!
TLC and Boo Berry
And the wind.
The wind is lifting the leaves and drying them —causing a type of dancing-in-the-wind sort of feeling
Mud is the story now–lots of it
LaVerne, our mule, says she doesn’t care–mud, no mud, life is always the sensation of joy for her!
(We are melting fast now. Which is a good thing.)
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Although, I must confess I love the gossamer loveliness of the snow
The shadows drifting over the lawn
The thick chunks stuck in the bushes
And the whispy snowballs perched on the tree branches 
It’s beautiful! (We just stopped thinking about the harvest—it’s the only way to go forward).
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Friday we woke up to this
It snowed most of the day—then started melting in the late afternoon
Then more snow overnight
Stopped we are for a spell.
The snow is lovely, wet, and heavy. A gift—we will take.
The harvest will happen again—as soon as we dry back out. 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Grass Shadow–
My! was Saturday ever cold! A skiff of snow, but the wind! Oh! My! The Wind! Right off the North Pole and heavy/hard.
I’m sure it’s heading across the States for others to feel the chill. 😦
Gradually we started warming up (a bit), thankfully!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm.
Linda