The Sand-hill Cranes are Back —- Wednesday, October 9, 2019

The Sandhill Cranes are back (this is an old photo)

(Another old photo)

A pair flew over my head as I was shuffling around the trash cans yesterday morning

(From my archives)

They hollered and squawked at me as they flapped vigorously toward the Upper End of our farm

If was a happy feeling to see them arrive.

Since yesterday was lovely warm in the afternoon. We decided to take one last spin in the corvette before we have to put the top back on.

(Photo from last year)

We drove around and looked at the hemp farms…harvest has begun.  I wonder if the killing freezes damages the CBD oil in the plant? I will let you know if I find out anything

Part of my yard, now a beautiful memory.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

The End —-Tuesday, October 8, 2019

This morning we finished up all the irrigation on the farm.

All the pastures are wet, all the alfalfa fields, and my lawn

I got all my hose picked up and stored for that long winter season

I cleaned out the woodstove and readied the kindling and logs for that time when neither Terry or I can’t handle the cold house anymore

A major winter blast is heading our way.  The weather people say Thursday the daily high will be 49* —Winter is coming, just on the edge of sight. Floating in the jet stream ready to develop into reality.

Forcing us to wave warm lovely days farewell.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Surging Wind has Brought Us Colder Temperatures—-Monday, October 7, 2019

We have had wind for several days now, making setting tubes a bit of a challenge

Although the daytime temperatures have been warm enough we didn’t need coats in the middle of the day

The winds gusted and moaned through the standing corn, across the rooftops and slammed into standing buildings

swallowing all of us in fine coats of dust.

The wind flailed the electric fences

and drove leaves, weeds and other loose things across the land and into our hair and eyes.

Sunday day we were still experiencing a wee wind, one that had a tendency to make us shiver.

I hint (just a hint),  of winter coming.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

That Rippling Sensation on a Ditch — Sunday, October 6, 2019

So far I have saved five (5) Woolly Bear Caterpillars from ‘death by drowning’ along one of the cement ditches

Three of them were actually in the water, curled up in little balls, floating along in the pounding waves.

They would have died if I had had not picked them up and put them onto the (now harvested) pinto bean field.

The bands on the caterpillars are suggesting we are in for a long winter.

Jolly, that thought just leaves me white-eyed.

It’s freezing here.  Mostly light freezes, but a —killing to the ground freeze— is predicted to occur in a couple of nights.

So we move forward, just like the seasons intend—but Autumn First…

As the hills and dales turn into lovely shades of brilliance and the sky stays achingly blue!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

Together in the Wind —-Thursday, October 3, 2019

(From Pinterest)

Off we went, in the chill cool wind of late evening

Where we saw a rainbow playing around on the Grand Mesa foothills

The sunset was lovely

We stood on the ditch bank and just enjoyed being together out on the land.

Your friend on western Colorado farm,

Linda

Back on the Land—Wednesday, October 2, 2019

(From Pinterest—Julianna Creations Etsy)

We started the water on the alfalfa fields yesterday morning

It felt good to be back out on the land, picking up siphon tubes, setting dams, digging out rows

We’ve had a

tremendous amount of wind the last several days, which also brings with it trash from the harvested pinto bean fields

It truly feels good to be walking, lifting, shoveling, moving, smelling the water as it makes its way down the rows in the field, instead of an echo remembered

All of us were rejoicing/singing as we did our work.

The renters left the fields in good shape.  No complaints there.

Still, it’s okay to send round and tell the neighbors, we are Back on the Land!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

On Silent Feet in Front of a Game Camera —- Tuesday, October 1, 2019

(From Pinterest)

The game camera captured a unique experience for you and I.  First here is a moth

Then a rather messy spider web

Suddenly the spider started tearing apart the web

She seemed rather disgusted with her work.

Then up she went

The next photo shows it RESTORED!!  Beautiful!

Here is the spider in the daytime

Just so you know.  I took down the camera.  The little panicky feeling I get when I see the web, not to mention the spider itself is not a thrill I want to experience every time I go out to get the camera.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

That Delightful Time of Year—-Monday, September 30, 2019

(From Pinterest)

Friday night was Delta High Schools Homecoming Game

(they won).

And, most delightfully for us, Terry was asked to bring the corvette down for the parading of the royalty during half-time of the game.

Another special thing, was a very good friend of ours’ son, was the Homecoming King.

What an honor for us, to be asked to drive around the 2019-2010 King and Queen —what a privilege to be there.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

 

Under our Western Colorado Skies—Sunday, September 29, 2019

(From Pinterest)

Harvest is here.  The corn choppers are moving through all the silage fields now, filling silos and laying the once growing corn fields bare.

The pinto beans on our farm are all harvested, and the renters moving on to their other farms with the big combines, trucks, and tractors

Terry and I took a ride to see if the hemp is being harvested

Not yet.

I hope to see the fields harvested, but not yet.

Pinto beans, the last cutting of hay, ensilage/silage; the onions are starting to be readied for harvest.

But not the hemp.

Or the picking corn.  (The picking corn will be in October early November, depending on the moisture in the corn.)

Harvest!  What all the farmers have been waiting for.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Nothing Stops for Very Long — Thursday, September 26, 2019

(From Pinterest)

It was in this month I lost my maternal Grandfather, years and years ago… September 23, 1974, to be exact

Then my father died on September 24, 1999

Odd how these two giants in my life (and in my Mother’s life) passed away in September.

For some reason, maybe this fact, of the two deaths, of men who shaped me, September is a tad bit of a sad month.

I’ve been missing those who have gone before.  All of them. There seems to be so many, taking their peaceful loving selves to other places unknown.

I miss my best friend, the sister of my heart, we were babies in blankets together.  Friends until she also left for places beyond the veil.

Sometimes, like right now, I wonder.

It feels like I can still hear these souls I’ve loved. I feel them touch me, I hear their voices in the wind, their song singing loudly in the stunningly bright skies.

Watch them walk past me; the leaves catching their silhouettes

Loving me still; as I love them.

From my world to your heart,

Linda