The Sun Gilding Raindrops—-Monday, July 3, 2017

Posted on July 3, 2017 by Dayphoto

Marianne, from NorthView Dairy in New York, posted on her blog, then sent to me photos of a beautiful rainbow…she said they were for Boomer and I.

They are so perfect…they echo throughout my heart like a song.

Boomer is improving slightly. The prognosis is now pneumonia. I have medicine for him — I hope it works.

Yesterday he ate. And he drank. Not lots but some. The coughing is lessening, but still there, and he is weak and exhausted.

About evening, when we do the last change of water, Terry and I were coming back in and he met us at the garage. A weak tail wag going on.

Picking him up I we took him for a short ride where he seemed very happy.

Then last night the coughing worsened. Nighttime always seems to bring out the illness. I sat with him, petting and rubbing and soothing and calming so he could breath.

Around midnight we went outside and he had a nice big pee and a little walk about. Then he laid down again and I sat with him, until 1:30 a.m. He was sleeping —- sleeping restfully.

Around first light he started coughing again. So we went outside where he seemed calmer.

At this moment he is resting on his lawn lounge chair. He has not wanted any food or water. When I finish visiting with you I will go back and sit with him. Then when he wakes up I will try water and food again.

The clouds were thick here last night and full of small rain dropping in the canyons. I didn’t see a rainbow here. But thankfully my email had three this morning.

Your friendship, your prayers and warm loving thoughts burn brilliantly bright through the internet. I thank you.

My hope is today we have turned a corner and the murmurs of call to the Rainbow Bridge lessen; my wonderful little beagle begins recovery.

From my very sore and worried heart to your world,

Linda

Update on Boomer and a Giant Ray of Hope—-Sunday, July 2, 2017

Posted on July 2, 2017 by Dayphoto

The vet gave Boomer a shot and some pills. Those two things gave me hope. And the fact Boomer is starting to want to eat again. For the longest time he would eat and throw it right back up.

The problem is he is coughing and coughing and coughing. I knew it wasn’t Kennel Cough he gets his vaccines regularly. But what was it?

Going to the vet helped me and, of course helped Boomer. I sat with him for an hour after we got home on Friday, just sat there, petting him, holding his paw, helping him relax. The relaxing is the good…he doesn’t get panicked that way.

If he stays relaxed the coughing lessens; and the shot and pills can work.

So gradually over the day Friday, then Friday night…on Saturday he wanted to eat breakfast—YAY! Huge improvement.

Still coughing, but not as much. AND he wanted to go with me to do the water and work on the hay bales. He didn’t want to get off. Just ride.

HUGE improvement!

NOW WHERE DID THIS COME FROM?! The only thing I can think of, was one night one of our outside camera caught a stray dog walking down our farm lane. It was extremely thin; bones sticking out everywhere. It was walking with a curve in its spine, leading me to think….is this dog was sick/ someone dumped it out here?

There was a collar mark on it’s neck. Were these people Not wanting to take care of their dog? If so they passed the illness onto to whomever and wherever the poor thing traveled.

Boomer started acting sick on Tuesday, then on Friday I was afraid I was going to lose him. My heart was breaking, but I was determined to help him, if I could.

After the vet visit and the sitting and loving and caring for my little beaglie I came upstairs to the office and checked my email.

There is was:

A beautiful double rainbow…a sign of hope and comfort.

Joe Cooper wrote: I hope you are having a great evening.

I just took this.

(I then asked if I could publish this symbol of hope, which I needed so badly, and he said yes.)

Then he said something else, which brightened my day even more:

“I enjoy reading your blog, and I find it comforting and makes for a better day for me. So how could I not try to give back?

Have a great Independence Day!”

Joe Cooper

What a perfect gift —- reflecting dazzling multi-hued light, lifting the shadows on Boomer’s and my days.

Maybe by Monday this madness while be gone and Boomer well again. I’m living with Lysol spray, soap and hot water, clorox, and a shovel to bury waste, so no other animal will come down with this nasty illness.

As for that poor dog…. A pox on whoever dropped it off.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—-SICK

Posted on June 30, 2017 by Dayphoto

Mom is taking me to the vet.

Boomer

Sun-Warmed Days—June 29, 2017

Posted on June 29, 2017 by Dayphoto

The sun-shimmers across the farm, bringing heat,

wind (hot and dusty), and all sorts of things, which only sun-warmed days can bring.

Shannon’s little nephews from Jason’s side came to spend the weekend.

So I dug out the bikes, aired up the tires and off they went—to drive through ever ounce mud they could find on the place. 🙂

We are fighting weeds of the most magnificent growth…

We hauled the two culverts up to the Upper End,

where they will rest until the water is turned off. Then it will be time to get the backhoe up here and replace a couple of worn out culverts, which are leaking water. (There is always something to do in the repair department, it seems.)

Today my brother and his wife, plus two of their friends arrive for a summer visit.

I’m thinking I’ll make stove-top green enchilada’s for supper. It’s important to keep the kitchen (and the cook) cool.

Still all in all…although the day heats up to bleach the world, the evening sun touching the world’s rim colors the sky in amazing reds and oranges.

And….Oh, yes…I can’t forget

Another flat tire! There have been so many now we have to laugh about it!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Middle of the Growing Season—-Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Posted on June 28, 2017 by Dayphoto

Yesterday Terry decided it was time to cut the hay

Rich, thick, full of blooms Second Cutting of hay

Today our whole house smells of delicious ‘just mown’ alfalfa…drying in the sun and wind

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Morning was Suddenly Fragile—Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Posted on June 27, 2017 by Dayphoto

I am late today! Very late!

You see my morning raced by in the wind (DO NOT PROCEED THE PHOTOS BELOW ARE HIDEOUS!!!)

Our oldest daughter called saying she cut her thumb, but come Quickly….Quickly!

So I did. Oh My GOODNESS!!!

The morning was spent in the hospital emergency room.

Thankfully she will be okay. The thumb has been saved!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Riding Straight into the Light—-Monday, June 26, 2017

Posted on June 26, 2017 by Dayphoto

We are gradually moving through the growing season.

The middle of this week we will be cutting the alfalfa (for the second time this year)

The swallows flit and dart through the air searching out bugs for breakfast, lunch, and dinner! Keeping the mosquitoes at bay!

We are still having wind…sometimes a light breeze that stirs the leaves in the garden, sometimes a wind, which whips the branches of the trees, and sometimes a wind we can not see; stirring the clouds causing cloud shadows to move swiftly across our farm

This part of earth is truly full of peace.

All people — well, the majority of people—crave peace.

I find peace here…on this little dab of land…where dreams lift off the earth and rush toward the stars,

The swelling morning sun shouts “WAKE-UP”

And the red blaze of the western sun fills the evening sky.

Mother Earth, Father Sky…the infinite Universe…healer/scryer…the gift of peace.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Singing Softly—-Sunday, June 25, 2017

Posted on June 25, 2017 by Dayphoto

This morning, as we were sitting tubes along one of the pinto bean fields, when I thought to myself what an amazingly beautiful morning. The sky was so blue it felt like I was standing within the stars— now invisible because of the sun.

Then I notice one cloud seemed to be filled with the form of Angel Wings—wings which drive darkness from our world.

Maybe I just made it up…but the unsurpassable beauty of that cloud filled me softly with song. Like the sound of a beautiful wind chime in the sky.

Then like a breath…a breathing in and breathing out…they were gone. Vanishing and scattering into other shapes and non-shapes, breaking apart into little puffs and clumps of cotton candy.

But for a tiny spell, I saw a gift from Heaven!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Work Interrupted —- Thursday, June 22, 2017

Posted on June 22, 2017 by Dayphoto

After coming home from getting the last tire fixed. Terry said: “Call Cottonwood Hot Springs, get a reservation — and lets go there for the night.”

So I called…they had an opening. Terry turned off the irrigation water.
Shannon agreed to take care of the cats and to take Boomer home with her to spend the night.