You finally grow to a point
Where you stop worrying about what other people think of you
And you can still remember what
It is like to be young,
And, finally, by this time
You realize there is beauty in storms
That sunshine is a gift, along with everything else in each and every moment of your day
If you are patient everything passes
But for a short length of time, 
There is always a gift in a storm or otherwise.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
By the light of that Marvelous moon
And in the blessing of our brilliant sun
With the addition of water
The new field of alfalfa is growing bigger and stronger each and every day!
Ahh, the marvelous, joyful, time called Summer!
Your Friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The Corn was waist-high to me and hip-high to everyone else
Soon it will start shooting tassels! 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I had to go to the vet—what an adventure!
I don’t know why. Mom said it was important.
Now I have to wear this thing for two weeks!
Mom said no more puppies for me.
EVER!
Boo Berry Betty
The Mason bees have found the cool little homes I’ve put out for them!
I feel absolutely EUPHORIC!!!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We lost Fluffy Hen the other day. She passed on.
Skitter was a mess. Screamed and hollered and screamed.
So Shannon brought me up three hens from her flock
We don’t know the variety of the hens (maybe you do)
But the type doesn’t matter.
Having friends does.
All is right in the hen house now.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Can you and I and other people be happy in this world?
For me, the answer is yes.
Happiness is different for each and every person.
And That, my friends, is a very good thing!
I celebrate the difference that makes you, you, and the joys that bring you happiness.
For, after all, that is really all there is for each of us.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
We had a bit of wind
It was messy and strong—
Then suddenly it stopped.
Honestly, having the wind stop was rather nice
Although, the heat arrived after the wind died down
Oh well!
We can always refresh ourselves with a wee cool down.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
First off—everything was very scary! Very! But gradually I am getting used to everything.
I’ve been here 9 days now.
Nine very eventful days.\
I’ve met Black Beauty, TLC Cai-Cai, all my human sisters and my humans’ brothers-in-law, and Mom’s granddaughter Tallin. It’s been a lot!
I have also gone on several four-wheeler rides, the first time in Mom’s arms then I got my own four-wheeler seat.
Once I get off the four-wheeler I get to help Mom and Dad change the water
While they are doing that I sniff up and down the ditch bank.
(All the fast running water scares me so I stay away from it.)
On my last trip up to the new Alfalfa field I found something I didn’t know existed—
COYOTE POOP! Oh! The! Joy! I sniffed all over it then laid down and squiggled my body all over it. I was in Heaven.
It was at that point Mom yelled at me!
“BOO STOP IT!”
Shish. My dirty nose and face are just fine, Mom!
Back home I got WASHED!
Geez.
Anyway…I’m home. It’s nice. Mom says I’m becoming a FARM DOG!
Boo Berry Betty
Life on a Colorado Farm 