Mom said she was too full from yesterday and needed a wee walkabout.
So off we all went–to look at this and that
We searched for mice, and grasshoppers, and walked here and there.
Then it was home again, home again, home again.
Walkabouts are fun! Sometimes I don’t even have to walk.
TLC
(and Boo Berry)
Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!!! Thank you so much for your wonderful friendship over all the years!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Dazzling the earth and my eyes!
A sweet little jewel shining bright and full of splendor
A gift from the Earth to my soul!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
The canal is now turned off
No more water flowing rapidly to the Gunnison River.
It will stay turned off until the last week in March when irrigation starts again.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We get up now BEFORE the sun scatters our dreams
With the time change the sun is different upon waking. But farmers, being farmers (and ranchers) always work from the grey part of day to the grey part of night.
Seeing the sun wake up and rise after we start is a rather cool treat!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We woke up Thursday morning to a slightly damp world.
The moisture was much appreciated! It didn’t last long or really get things overly wet.
Still, it was very nice. By noon the wind had set the clouds to dancing across the land, drying up all the tiny misty raindrops.
All in all, it was rather refreshing!
Your friend on western Colorado farm,
Linda
Mom and I have been helping Dad
For some strange reason, some of the wires on the gate were cut—so Dad had to fix them.
Then some wires on the fence next to the gate were cut—so Dad fixed them.
Then we hung a new gate! Sure is nice.
When we all drove by the pastures and looked them over—Nice! Dad proclaimed
Then it was home again after a good day’s work.
Boo Berry
I did my part also. Pats always make the day go better for everyone.
TLC
If I stand really still — no working, no raking, no moving here and there
The falling leaves brush softly against me.
I love it!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I was raking leaves, sticks, and other debris when I looked up
And saw (hanging very securely) in the swaying limbs of my Thankful tree
A wasp home—I left it there. Letting the pear tree soothe the little wasps to sleep for the winter—-waiting warm and snug; until the scent of green leaves and tree bark awaken these small creatures for another busy year.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We are in need of a brief shower. Something like this one so long ago–the shower doesn’t have to be long; brief is fine.
Sigh!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 