I Went Looking for Spring — Sunday, March 28, 2021

Growth and change are coming.  It’s out there in the different hues of the light

The buds of new leaves, showcasing last years wee little bird nests

A bit of green showing up along the ditch banks and in the horse pastures

Not to mention the daily use of the tractors 🙂

Different tractors for different needs 🙂

Even though we still are using the firewood, the need to do so becomes less and less as we move closer to April

And there.  THERE!!! The wee little crocus —why!  They are BLOOMING!!!

Spring is truly here!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



They Swoop, and Sing, and Dart Here and There — Thursday, March 25, 2021

The last of the Sandhill Cranes left us a day or so ago. Their calls loud and trilling in the air

A Harrier Hawk screams a loud and piercing whistle riding the airwaves in the sky

Oft-Times Smooth and silent

And THEN there is TONTO.  Hospitality is NOT his middle name. 🙂

(Although, he is very pretty.)

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


The Sun Dropped, the Work Went On—Wednesday, March 24, 2021

The afternoon breeze picked up

Bringing in a winter storm,

The wind pushed steadily 

Terry says he gives Thanks often

For a cab on the tractor, with a heater, this time of year.


Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



To My Delight — Monday, March 22, 2021

It was very windy Saturday afternoon, late

When on a wee walk-about I saw this delightful creature

He turned and looked at me with surprise in his eye.

I caught his face just before he flew away.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Those Who Travel in the Half World — Sunday, March 21, 2021

Caught on the game cam

As bold as you please

Right by the barn.

This is exactly why Mindy has to stay inside at night.

Although, she sometimes doesn’t want to.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Those Things Which Twinkle in the Sky — Thursday, March 18, 2021

Besides stars

My heart feels like the birds

Light up the sky

in a very bright and luminous way. 🙂

There are even those birds (Pheasants) that exploded from the earth into the sky like a thunderclap

These marvelous birds, the Sandhill Cranes, take to the heavens

With loud calls and heavy swooshing of their wings.

These silly girls, do try to lift their wings and fly

They are pretty much as earth-bound as you and I.

Although, when this (Tonto) comes running at you…I can guarantee you wish YOU could fly. 🙂

The hawks’ shadows glided silent and deadly over the earth, their wings as quiet as their shadows.

Flight, the pureness of nature’s glitter.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Shadows Do Not Leave Prints —- Wednesday, March 17, 2021

I love how the light throws bars of shadows on the Earth

Or the marvel of the trailer’s outline

Or, if you wait long enough, the thick shadows cooling the soil

Shadows, always changing, sometimes faint, some giving on the expectancy of growth

Shadows, brightening the land

Strengthening the vividness of earth and sky

Glittering, dazzling, helping your eye

see in diamond-bright patterns.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



For Just a Moment the Sun Seems to be Platinum Instead of Sheaves of Gold—Tuesday, March 16, 2021

Now that the time has changed, we are back to getting up in the dark.

And, even though, winter still whispers in the cold and frozen air.

Daylight starts slipping into night, like a dream, or more like a memory of a dream.

Making one think the Platinum light has stolen away—- that golden glimmer of dawn.

But—not for long and the gentle promise of daylight fills the land.

Work has begun.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,





A Buoyant Shape in the Atmosphere — Monday, March 15, 2021

Thursday evening I had gone out to bring Terry in from the fields; I walked back Watching the cheerful and energetic flocks of the Sandhill Cranes

and the gleaming  sun lowering behind the Uncompahgre Plateau

When I noticed a sudden ray of light; rainbow colors brightening the chill of the sky.

A cacophony of colors announcing a Sundog!

True to the Sundog’s prediction…Sunday we woke to a very wet skiff of snow and much, much colder weather. With a horrid cold wind.

But it didn’t last.  Not this time of year.

And it brought moisture to the dry ground. Which is all very good.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,