79 years and still driving fast cars
Running tractors
Placing in Tractor Pulls
Chasing water
Chasing a cow or two (sometimes a horse or mule)
Happy Birthday to you!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
I hold my eyes to the ground trying to move them in harmony with the soil and the rocks, and the bits of weeds and stuff
Searching with a wee prayer in my heart: “If you are there little heart, show yourself to me. Please I beseech you!”
Then I calm my clamoring mind and wait for a heart to appear.
Sometimes it does —like this one last year.
Sometimes there is nothing.
Which is fine. If I am to find a heart, and the heart is ready to be found.
It will appear. 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We are best of friends
We like to do ‘stuff’ together.
I like to play—run and scare Boo
After TLC jumps on me we sorta run around and chase each other
I never see TLC coming
He is very good at scaring me
I’m really good at chasing TLC 🙂

I can run faster than Boo Berry 🙂
And Boo Berry is very focused on Mom —just say’n
Still, we do have lots of fun together.
Best Friends FOREVER!
TLC and Boo Berry
Slowly, slowly we are greening up. We go from a couple of warm days then back to very cold, spitting snow, wind-blowing days. Then it’s a repeat.
I guess that really is what Spring is about. Warm up too hard and fast we will have floods and the drought will come back.
So slowly, slowly forward we go.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Although, it is cold and stormy. With ice on the running rows of water
There are such beautiful signs of early Spring (a wooly bear caterpillar)
Work continues, in wind, the mists of rain and sleet,
It’s a beautiful world of ours. We really can’t ask for more.
“As men believe so is their world.” from the Mists of Avalon, Marion Zimmer Bradly
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
(Backing up the water so the headgate will fill)
Mom and Dad just thought (HOPED) that last week’s big wind was the last big wind!
(Scary walking across that tiny board—Mom won’t even try. I don’t get out of my basket)
Nope!
Nadda!
Not at ALL!
(That is the trash dug out of the canal so the water could start)
We (Mom, Dad, Me (sometimes) worked all day in a big, big wind Tuesday and all day Wednesday.
70 m.p.h. gusts of wind getting the water started on the farm.
(We (Terry) must check the headgate several times a day to keep the trash out)
This is a hard, hard time, not only the wind but all the winter trash that comes down the water, plugging up the headgate. That makes Dad have to go check the headgate off and on. As I already said. 🙂 Boo Berry
Black Beauty, and my human sister, Shannon helped.
Once the water got to the horse pasture, Shannon, Kya, and Black Beauty took over setting the water in the horse pasture; Mom and Dad finished up on the new corn field.
It is so cold here we have been in a freeze warning which will last until Sunday.
Mom grew up in a huge fruit orchard—so this frozen stuff always makes her glad our livelihood is not based on fruit. This time of year is dangerous for fruit growers.
Okay, here is the deal: the WATER IS ON the FARM!!! (of which I get to go and help with) At least two (or more) times a day.
Mom says I am a very good irrigator! I don’t jump in the water like Kya and stop the tubes,
I just hang right by Mom like Black Beauty does Shannon.
TLC stays home all stretched out by the fire! Hummmmm.
(Who is stretched out by the fire? I am guarding the farmyard. TLC)
Boo Berry