The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Chapter Eleven Boo Berry Tells a Story, Friday, August 1, 2025

Posted on August 1, 2025 by Dayphoto

First, we stopped at Mom’s home. Guess what!? It was another hole in the ground. IN DAD’S WORK SHED!!! My word. I can’t imagine Dad is very happy about that!

Then we moved over to the Butler Bin and the augur and the augur thingy — right there UNDER the thingy was his brother’s home. I was stunned.

“Wow! All of you live right here in the farmyard with all of us! You are all Brown Squirrels!”

“Hummm, no, we are ground squirrels. Not Brown Squirrels.” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, puzzled.

“No, that is your species, you are our family. So, you are BROWN. That’s your last name. Like now, you know you are Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley BROWN!!!” I explained.

“OH!!! I SEE!!!”

We are all part of one big family!”

“Yes, you are ours and we are yours!” I smiled.

“Cool! Do you want to see Dad’s home?”

“Sure, let’s go!”

Suddenly, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley jumped on my back!

I was so startled, I took off running.

When I finally stopped (that squirrel can really hang on, let me tell you), we were way out on the farm by the crossover pipe.

I stopped.

Short.

My breath was gone, my back hurt; I was exhausted.

“YOU DID IT!!!” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, screamed as he jumped down. “You brought us right where Dad lives!”

I flopped down on the ground, rolled over to make sure Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley wasn’t still attached to me somehow, and closed my eyes.

“I did what?” I moaned.

“Brought us right to the spot where DAD lives! Boo Berry, you are one heck of a dog!”

“No, I am on heck of exhausted,” I said, pulling myself up onto all four paws.

“That’s okay, we got here just fine. And… DAD!” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley screamed and ran toward another squirrel sitting outside his hole/home by the drill steel pile.

“Dad! Dad! I’ve brought Boo Berry to meet you. Dad, Boo Berry, Boo Berry DAD!” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley proudly announced.

Dad barely looked at me. Then looked at Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley. “You do realize that is a dog, Son?” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley proclaimed.

“Oh, yes, Dad! We are great friends. I brought her out here to meet you!”

Stanley, Stanley, Stanley looked at me, gave a warning CHIRP, and dove right into his hole.

Humm, so that is where the hole is, I muttered to myself.

“DAD! DAD! COME BACK!” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley hollered. “Boo Berry is a friend!”

AAAAAH I think your Dad doesn’t really like dogs.” I observed.

“Shoot! Now what?” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley cried in despair.

“Don’t worry!” I petted him on his furry back. “Let’s just sit here for a moment and rest. I’m sure we will come up with something.”

I sat down in the shade, put my head between my paws, and ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz

And the Fires Burn On and On and On — Thursday, July 31, 2025

Posted on July 31, 2025 by Dayphoto

This is One of the fires burning on the Uncompahgre Plateau

We have five fires surrounding us. It’s all so very sad.

The wind doesn’t help. But so far, we haven’t had any more lightning storms. That’s a help.

And!!! I found another heart!!

I so love this earth! Don’t you?

“The air is like a butterfly with frail wings. The happy earth looks at the sky and sings” — Joyce Kilmer

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Get Up — Go Outside — See the World, Wednesday , July 31, 2025

Posted on July 30, 2025 by Dayphoto

Leave your desk,

Forget your house work

Open your door and step outside!

Smell the rain coming in

Wander along sparkling water

Look up

Feast upon the eye candy of flowers

Watch the sun set or rise —-at least one of them

Watch the sun warm up the land

Sit in the cool shade and relax

Go outside do something….

And (Do not forget) to look for kisses from the earth!

“A mother’s happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also in the guise of fond memories.”— Honore de Balzac

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Sweet Corn Season — Tuesday, July 29, 2025

Posted on July 29, 2025 by Dayphoto

The sweet corn harvest has started in our area. Yummy Sweet Corn!

And WITH the Sweet Corn Season, the bears arrive! I put up a game camera to see if I could see anything moving in our area.

YEP!! Moving through.

They come this way off the Uncompahgre Plateau and the canyons just below us—looking for the yummy stuff.

We don’t raise sweet corn, so they move right on by.

“Freedom is the open window through which pours the sunlight of the human spirit.” — Herbert Hoover

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Twice as Long —Smoke — Monday, July 28, 2025

Posted on July 28, 2025 by Dayphoto

The smoke is thick again. Some of the smoke is from horrid fires burning in other states, some still from the awful fires around us. We had a new one start in the Ridgeway area on Saturday. 😦

But it does make the irrigation water rather pretty!

“America is the tune. It must be sung together.”– Gerald Stanley Lee

From our world to your heart,

Linda

Friendship! It’s What Puts Color in the World — Sunday, July 27, 2025

Posted on July 27, 2025 by Dayphoto

Vadarae (I love her name) sent me a Facebook Message —-within it was this beautiful rainbow! ” A rainbow in the western Sky” — for ME!! From Her!

Friendship is what makes everything more peaceful, bright, and delightful.

WOW! I just love Rainbows!!

“It’s summer and time for wandering”— Kellie Elmore (author and Poet)

From my world to your heart,

Linda

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Friday, July 25, 2025, Chapter Nine Boo Berry Tells a Story

Posted on July 25, 2025 by Dayphoto

“Wanta do something?” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley asked.

“Sure,” I replied. “What are you thinking?”

“Well, I could take you to my home, but you are too big to get through my door. But I can show you my home.” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley said.

“WAIT!!! I bet I know right where you live. Come on…follow me!”

Off we went. Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley scampering right by my side, then in front of me, over the top of a wood pile, back in front of me…Then I stopped.

“Right here,” I announce. Pointing my nose at a very perfectly round hole in the ground way over by the old grain trucks, Dad is saving for something.

“YES!!” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, yelled. “But you can see you are just too big to be able to go into my home. BUT— I have a back door. This is the front door. Ya wanta see the back door?”

“Sure,” I replied.

Before the word even left my lips, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, had zoomed off back in the direction we came from.

I picked up my feet and trotted after him.

Back around the wood pile we went, back around the feeding station, then out onto the road into the farmhouse —and way over by the chicken house.

Here, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley stopped.

“Can you see my home?” He asked with a huge smile on his face.

“Look around and see.”

“Can I use my nose? My nose is a lot better at finding things than my eyes.”

“Heck Ya!”

I put my nose to the ground and started sniffing.

Whew! Chickens! They have a scent all their own. I don’t know if I’m very fond of that smell.

AHCHOOO! Sneeze, whewph! I cleared my nose.

“Nod here,” I said.

“Keep looking,” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, giggled. “You are close, but not close enough”.

I sniffed all around the chicken pen, then I sniffed by the cement sidewalk thingy, then I sniffed onto the decorative rock area by the side of the hen house, then I stopped.

“Whew, not anywhere here.”

“You are getting warm,” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley announced.

Hmm, warm. I walked a little bit more until I came to the garbage can area…and there, right under the chicken house, was a hole. What a big surprise.

“Here it is!” I yelled. “Right Under the Hen HOUSE!!”

“YAY! Good job, Boo Berry, Good Job!” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley congratulated me.

“Now do you want to find my Mom’s home, and maybe my Dad’s home (he lives out on the farm a bit), and possibly my other brother’s home?”
“Sure! Why Not?”

“Follow me, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley cried.

And we were off

Break! Time! —– Thursday, July 24, 2025

Posted on July 24, 2025 by Dayphoto

Off we went to Glade Park, Colorado

(Click on the blue to learn more)

This is another place we have never, ever visited

You must go onto the the Colorado National Monument to get there. But once there

Everyone needs to stop at the very charming and very old General Store.

They have so many fun things in the store to see and to purchase, it was like a wonderland.

Although it’s home to many farmers, ranchers, and people who enjoy living (if not off the grid), it’s pretty much a little tougher than city life. I do know that lots of people have to haul their water.

Still, there is a post office, a movie night with the fire department, and a road and bridge crew.

All the children are bused to Fruita for schooling.

We found the whole experience fun. And very interesting.

“The heart of a father is the masterpiece of nature.”—Antoine Francois Prevost

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda