Dan and Cloudy have several lakes on their property. While out checking on everything they came across a heart—just for me.
WOW!
Thank you so much, Dan and Cloudy!
A perfect winter heart!
From my heart to your world,
Linda
The snow is so bright at night it is all the light we need
The world blanched into beautiful magical white
Then the glorious, incredibly wonderful SUN CAME OUT!
Causing exuberance dancing lights on all the snow
And lush blue shadows!
Incredible delight!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
-5* the next morning after the storm finally stopped
A cold designed to create stillness
While we waited for the air to start warming again
Waiting for the snow drifts to start melting (at least a bit)
Waiting, wary, because melt
always means ice!
Good night my friends!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Our world illuminated in blue and white
Beautiful
Thick
And filled with wind
So very eloquent
This snow burst which came in Monday night, lasted all day and all night Tuesday, all day Wednesday —
I had to sweep off the chicken run roof several times—the chickens complaining they missed the sun! They didn’t much like being in a tunnel 🙂
The last I measured we had 10″—then the wind came up and more snow came down.
What an amazing deadly stunningly gorgeous storm!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Mom will tell you all about our big four-day and four-night snow on Sunday… right now I want to tell you —-
I JUST LOVE MY NEW LIFE!!!
I have so many things I get to do, so many things I want to do, and things I didn’t even KNOW I wanted to do.
Like ride with Mom in the car!
Wait! Wait!
Back to the beginning.
My first 3 ½ years were spent in a kennel, hearing other dogs, and then getting to have a visit with a boy dog—that never lasted long, in and out kinda thing.
Then I got to come live with MOM and Dad and my very own cat, TLC!!
For the first two months, it was scary! I had issues with some things, like wetting the floor anytime I got afraid. (and I WAS afraid lots—but NOT any more 🙂 )
Although, it didn’t take me long to like to go “OUTSIDE” to do my private stuff. Mom always told me I was a GOOD GIRL so going outside was fun. And freeing. And Full of cool things to smell.
Anyway…that is a moot point. Mom and I have worked out a system of understanding and all is good.
You know, if I were a human, I would be 32 years old. I would be holding down a good job—kids growing up—you know—established.
Well! I am AM established!
I play with TLC. I go outside BY myself (sometimes, well, not often, only if TLC is with me)
I go on very long walks with Mom whereby I can sniff the news to my heart’s content.
I ride in my very own basket with Mom as she does ‘stuff’ on the farm.
And Now!
I can load myself up into the car, get over into the passenger seat, or on Mom’s lap and go for a car ride!
It’s no longer so scary I have to hide my eyes!
YES! I am getting Established! Four is a perfect age for me!
Boo Berry
Before our big snowstorm hit
We had three giant limbs trimmed off the trees
They were hanging over the house, making everyone feel very unsafe.
We got all the branches picked up and hauled away but a few—then the storm hit.
With all the wind in this storm it was a good thing to get done.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm.
Linda
Come let us not waste these closing moments of the day
Into the deepening twilight
Into that radiant pearly light, we go!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Chill but bright
It didn’t last long
Just for a few hours, last week, then we warmed up
Melting everything but what was in the shadows. 🙂
And then
Monday afternoon—
It came back again
with big wet flakes!
A Happy Valentines of a Day!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
This is the lull before the ‘getting ready to farm’ work begins.
We are making lists and checking them —
fences to fix, pipes to lay, trees to cut down off the ditch banks, hauling dirt—the list grows. Just enough.
Then we begin. After which we get out on the land and start farming!
Just weeks away now.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Their beauty in the evening sky
Their voices, calling, calling through the cold and quivering air.
I am so grateful for the large winter birds. They help me pass the long winter time.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 