The canal ran over its bank last night! This is the road into our house. The nice part about this road is it is lower than where we live. My DH told me I can “just go slow, you can still make it to work!”
After many loads of dirt everything was under control again. It made for an interesting drive to the highway, at any rate.
Starting in Ouray, Colorado ( I took 239 photos, but you will only see a few of them, around 14) In the beginning Telluride was called To Hell You Ride, from this pass you can see why.
The way is narrow and steep
With a few four-wheeled drive vehicles, nothing like the Telluride side.
For some reason the flys were thick
This part of the road is pure rock
That is an old Miner’s house
We are headed to the top of Imogene at this point
Almost there! I always feel like I can truly say I am in the middle of the Rocky Mountains when I get here. Nothing but peaks and peaks of other mountains.
Looking down on Red Mountain. The major highway from Ouray to Durango goes through these mountains. Million Dollar Highway, Red Mountain, Molas, and Coalbank, all big passes and beautiful and dangerous in the winter.
The TOP! Elevation 13,114 feet
Starting down into Telluride
Down is always worse than up. No I do NOT do any of the driving!!!
We started to meet lots of people on this road. See the ski slope way over there?
I’ll post about the Tom Boy Mine next time. We are almost down at this point.
Working in the yard last night I looked up into the sky and saw….
A cloud full of rainbows! Absolutely amazing!
I just had to share this with you.
The weather turned off ever so hot, 104*, making it hard to bale the hay with the ‘perfect’ amount of dew, but it got done!
Done and stacked and some has even been sold. What a relief.
After the days and days of heat, lack of air movement, a cold front has started through. Good!
According to www.lostladybug.org there are more than 400 ladybug species native to North America, but now are considered rare.
The Lost Ladybug Project is trying to find out just how many native species are left.
Take a look around your farms, yards, and parks and try to photograph any of these familier insects. Then send the photographs to the website. Scientists hope to get a better idea of just how many of the native species are left, which exotic ladybugs are taking over and how this might affect our world.
The photos I have added to this post are from the Uncomphgre Plateau, or 25 Mesa, as the locals call it. I guess what I am trying to say: if we lose the beneficial bugs we can lose the beauty of our land.
As you are out there taking photo, please look for ladybugs and send them in.
Thanks!
Linda
This is Honey the Hen speaking…see these three hens!
They are THE ONES!!!
The mean ol’ biddies!
Don’t they look mean! Don’t they have the most hatful eyes you have ever seen?
Awful women! Just awful!
But —– I am now sleeping on the roost with all of them and they are leaving me alone. No more do I have to stay in the dog pen. (I guess it was alright) But I get to sleep right back where I belong with all the girls.
Mom still lets me go outside every morning, which suits me, just fine. She told me today that this isn’t going to last much longer, but we will see. We will see.
But since I’ve been gone, THE MEAN OL’ Biddies started attacking Cluck-Cluck. See her head?
Cluck-Cluck is an N.E.R.V.O.U.S. bird!
Goodness, she never shuts-up! Ever!
I think she was the original ‘the sky is falling chicken’ talk about flighty!
Mom has had to let her out side with me, so she can get some feathers back. I told Cluck –Cluck, she isn’t staying with me!!!!! I’ve had to share with the dog, (the dog says that isn’t true, he had to share with me, ha!), but I don’t have to share the front of the house.
Cluck-Cluck can go live with Dad in the tractor shed!
Mom told THE MEAN OL’ Biddies they had better straighten things up s.o.o.n. or they were going to have to go the way of Roo.
I wonder where Roo is? Mom said Roo went to another coop with a whole new set of girls. I haven’t really been sad about it, except for the ‘snot girls’ of our group. Cluck-Cluck doesn’t miss him either; this bully thing has been a little too much to think about anything else, if you really want to know.
Mom says the new vitamin water will help everyone settle down, (she got it from McMurry Chicken Farms) after which Cluck-Cluck and I can live happily-ever-after with everyone else in the hen house! Although, we get to roam outside when Mom is home and can make sure we aren’t eating the entire garden. She said Every One gets to roam outside when she is home.
I’ll leave you with the same photo of the mean ol’ biddies. Maybe next month they will have been rehabilitated.(transformed, improved upon) We will just have to wait and see. Keep your fingers crossed!!!!!
When I was taking a photo of our mesa a very strange cloud went by…a cloud with a black hole in it.
I have never seen such a thing before! And no it is not a flaw in my camera!
Hi! My name is Honey. I really didn’t have a people name, until my human Mom was badgered by Misty….does that make Misty my human sister?!?!
Anyway, I now live at the house, with the dog. Who would have ever thought THAT would happen. I mean, really the DOG!!!! He usually chases all of us chickens away from his dog house, which is right by the front door. But he doesn’t me.
(Between you and me, the DOG doesn’t really like me, but he gets in trouble if he chases me. Sort of sad all in all, I agree with him I should be in the chicken house.)
I used to live in the chicken house; I was the favorite of Roo. Roo was a dashing rooster, so just WOW. He did rather wear me out, my human Mom had made me a new little coat to wear, but I didn’t like it, so I wasn’t being very good about wearing it. She kept saying that it would protect my back.
Anyway, one morning we woke-up at the crack of daylight and Roo was gone. Just gone, mine you. Not a feather of him anywhere. Everything stayed pretty much the same for about two weeks, but then the ‘other brides’ of Roo’s harem started catching on that Roo wasn’t there. This meant that they could do anything they wanted to do, and one thing they wanted to do was take their jealousy of Roo and I out on me. Sigh! Deep long SIGH!
Anyway, the up-shot of everything, is those girls drew blood and wouldn’t let me eat so my human Mom brought me to the house (I have a dog house to live in) and told me I could live here until I grew back all my feathers, put on weight, and could hold my own in the flock.
My human Mom counts my feathers every evening, so I think she wants me to go back to the flock. Sometimes I really want too, but this IS pretty nice, my own food, water, a cantaloupe or watermelon, sometimes a cookie (that’s my favorite).
The dog doesn’t like it, but … oh, Well.
One of our favorite places to go four-wheeling is Ouray, Colorado. http://www.ouraycolorado.com/Jeep+Road+Conditions
This lovely little mountain town is 1.5 hours from our house. Not only do we like to soak in the naturally occurring hot springs pool, but we love to travel the old mine roads.
Sunday we took off, hoping to climb Imogene Pass and end up in Telluride over Black Bear Pass. Imogene Pass is the second highest pass in Colorado. http://www.traildamage.com/trails/index.php?id=80
We didn’t make it because of a huge thunderstorm the made the trail a morass of mud.
But we are going back Monday! I hope to have lots of cool photos for you next week.
Life on a Colorado Farm 