I love shadows!
But you know that about me already.
They are so deep and cool and mysterious.
They offer shade for the weary
And beauty (with a squirrel) for the soul!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Monday was a beautiful day of early spring
So I spent it trying to get bird photos
Although, I saw a Robin
And a Western Meadowlark sang sweetly to me
I wasn’t able to get their photos!
Which is alright by me. These little darlings are just perfect for a photo shoot.
The Red-Winged Blackbirds are continuing to gather — singing sweetly in the trees for a day of rest. After which they leave us for the Back Forty—which works. I can always drive up there to see and hear them.
Spring is a time of sparkling excitement and soft gentle days!
What a joy!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
While out farming I found a heart! It was such a pretty little thing I brought home to hang out with me in the gardens.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The plowing is all done!
All the plowed ground is now rolled—you have to smash all the plowed earth flat, the roller does that
The plowed and rolled ground is leveled—meaning fixing the ground so there are no humps, lumps or bumps in it so the water can go through from the top of the field all the way to the bottom of the field
All the grass fields and the alfalfa fields have been marked out ready for the water to start
Equines (not cows) are very hard on gated pipe—-we now have all the gated pipe repaired.
Getting closer to starting water on the farm. Soon now.
Very soon!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm
Linda
Seems like there is always, always
Something to do outside!
Dad is always outside—sometimes in the farm yard, sometimes on the farm land
Mom is outside most of time
So we go with her! (and each other)
Mom says we are the bestest of helpers. Always close to hand, always right where she is working
Mom says that way she doesn’t get lonely!
TLC and Boo Berry
Every day I am alive is a beautiful and wonderful as the one I just lived through —
The Spring light triggers the migratory birds: it’s TIME to Come Home. Time to mate, make nests, raise young.
It is my understanding that more than 650 bird species nest in North America and most of those species migrate Spring and Fall.
If you would like to see how many birds are migrating OVER your area go here. It’s extremely intersting.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Spring light is soft, gentle, forgiving
And FULL
That busy, busy dream of being out on the land.
Sunup to Sundown.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Nothing is really a burden. It’s just a step to take—a time to process and ‘think through’ the problem. Sometimes even wait for a spell.
As my mother would say to me [in the final days of her life]—just step back and wait, everything always works out for the best —- if you will just let it.
Burdens are nothing, but a wee bit of heavy for a spell.
That is all.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Everything is plowed that is going to be plowed.
The plowing leaves the plow shears mirror bright and very sharp.
Earth teems with sights and textures, sounds and vibrations, smells and tastes, and electric and magnetic fields. But everything can only tap into a small fraction of reality’s fullness. – Ed Yong, and Immense World
I actually enjoy seeing them like this—-all bright and shiny and reflective!
Plowing—done for the year!
Moving onward—we go.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Raise your voice in song!
From my heart to your heart,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 