Suddenly, without a crack or any sound, the cottonwood tree just let down the branch.
The Cottonwood Tree Lets Down a Branch
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Category Archives: Life on a Colorado Farm
The Food Supply is Growing
The largest part of my garden, the tomatoes, is really looking good. I have lots of blooms and even some fruit setting on.
Sammy the kitty-cat loves to help me wherever I am working. He is such a sweet thing.
County Liv’n with Baby Chickens
The baby chickens are starting to take on the look of grown-up chickens, with most or all of their feathers.
They are really cute, stretching their wings and flying across the pen or running really fast to catch a bug. But they are NOT cute when they jump up on top of the feeder and poop all over it or the waterer and poop all over it.
But Terry fixed that!
Round, slippy, sliddy tops keep the little girls in their place on the floor!
Polka Dot Boss
Even at this young age one of the babies has ‘risen to the top’ of the peck’n order to rein as Queen Chicken. I call her the Polka Dot Boss.
I have given her this name because all of her wing feathers and some on her back all have a little white dot at the end of the them.
Things to Do in The Evening
One of the fun things to do on a summer evening is to take a little ride to town.
More Yard- Pink and Yellow
The lilies are lovely; I have all colors from pink to a beautiful red.
And the vegetables are starting to produce! Yeah! I can hardly wait for our first squash of the season!
My Yard-From Flowers to Vegetables
This blue fence is my fence to the chicken pen.
Lavender grows in front of the corrals. The Lavender greets everyone who enters our yard.
The Calves are Growing and Loud Arrives
The calves are growing, getting bigger everyday! They are still that really odd color. I had wondered if they would change to something darker, but they haven’t.
We traded out Big Boy for Loud. Big Boy was having a hay-day, he kept going through all the fences to get to the neighbors cows and becoming very combative when we tried to run him back over. At one ton, if you want something, you get it.
So Big Boy went to the bull pen, where he is safe, the neighboring cows are safe, and Terry and I are safe. And Loud came back with us to experience the rest of the summer on pasture (instead of the bull pen).
Loud is named Loud because he TALKS all the time. It is kind of scary if you don’t understand that he is just really social and likes to communicate. He will be here until sometime after Labor Day, when he and the calves will be removed so the moms can concentrate on themselves.
Winter’s Heat
The problem of heating the house and the shop through the winter is a big one. With the high cost of propane, we just can’t afford to heat everything. But if we are diligent through the summer, we can have a large enough woodpile to supply us with just the right amount of warmth.
Mullberries!
Right in the middle of my cherry trees I came across a wild mulberry tree, with little berries starting to ripen. I can’t think of mulberries without thinking of my Dad’s mother, Francis (Shipley) Doyle Holder. (My grandfather died and she remarried a Holder).
Every summer the wonderful, old, large mulberry tree in her yard filled with delicious ripe fruit I loved to pick and eat. There were so many berries that even the birds got full, and so did the lawn. Still mulberries and Grandma go hand-in-hand for me. And now I have a mulberry tree!
I wonder if Grandma sent me my very own tree from heaven.
