HEY! BOO! BOO BERRY!!!
YOU CAN NOT CATCH ME, BOO BERRY!
YES! I! CAN!!!!
OVER HERE, Boo!!!
I’m done! There are other things to do besides chase a cat.
I can’t imagine what.
Well, waiting for Mom. That’s better than chasing a cat, any day!
TLC and Boo Berry
The swallows have left. They are gone. Fall has arrived.
No, I didn’t get to see them leave. They left Sunday while we were in Marble.
My hummingbirds are slowly thinning out. 
I’ve gone from 6 feeders daily. Now to four.
They are so hungry. So cute. So special.
Fall is in the air now. Cool morning and warm days. Heading toward that season I dread. 
Sigh!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Sunday was such a beautiful day…we thought “Let’s not work!”
So—-we loaded ourselves up and headed up to Marble—a two-hour trip from our house.
We headed to the most popular place in town to eat—-stood in line for a short time (about 15 minutes)
Sat down to a very tasty lunch of pulled pork and sides.
After which we drove around looking at things; making it home at 4:00 P.M., with huge smiles on our faces.
A lovely break in between the work!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We were loading out a load of hay when I happened to look at the sky
A quick little rain shower brought with it a prism of light
All around us, the earth smelled of heat, dirt, alfalfa, and the fresh scent of rain in the air.
What a lovely gift at the end of the day!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Buzz, buzz
RUN!!!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
(Such a trip, trying to photograph a bug!)
For a while..not long, but long enough
And it is just you (and Terry) and of course the fur kids
The Farm is so peaceful and calm—weeds and all
That your heart rejoices to be part of the earth; mortal, vulnerable, and blessed!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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Our world is still full of the song of the swallows—
But the signs are there. Sadly.
They are gathering now. Spending lots of time on the electric wire, chattering and singing.
I love these little birds! They are the last to come in the Spring
And the last to leave in the Summer.
Now they are starting to queue up, disciplining themselves for that long, long flight to other places
Only they know when it is time to take off.
I hope I get to see them gather into a large swirling murmuration;
So I can wave goodbye!
I got to do that ONCE! Only once in my 74 years. Maybe I will get to do it again.
Only time will tell.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The trouble with Rainbows is they never last!
The gift of a rainbow is the fact they never last!
A beautiful rainbow right here —with rain coming down on the plateau and putting out the fires!!
YAY!
RAINBOWS are just the best!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The days are starting to grow shorter and shorter–which is good in some ways and not so good in others.
It’s just a slight tip for right now, but the tipping will continue on and on until we hit winter.
And there is firewood —sitting there waiting for me to use come October.
But for now, the sky—is still SUMMER YELLOW!
YAY!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 