More Fires in our Area —- Wednesday, July 6, 2025

It is a scary time here.

Leroux Fire started yesterday.  Burning at the 7X ranch

It wasn’t that long ago Terry and I took a wee trip in that part of our county.

Another fire started on the Uncompahgre Plateau.  The Turner Fire is still active, and now another one has begun.

What a scary, scary time.

“Each person who delivers kindness stays with us forever.” — Robin S. Sharma

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

I Heard Whispering —- So I Looked Down—Tuesday, August 5, 2025

I saw a rock with a man on it.  He was shouting at me—although I heard it as a whisper.

Then, a few steps away, I saw a heart!

“Happiness is not a station you arrive at, but a manner of traveling.”–Margaret Lee Runbeck

I am blessed.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

What are These Clouds, Does Anyone Know? —- Monday, August 4, 2025

They are so interesting.  It looks like they are a comb; combing the air.

If you know, could you let me know?

“I am a willow of the wilderness, loving the wind that bent me.”–Ralph Waldo Emerson.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Universal HAPPINESS — Sunday, August 3, 2025

Who can’t smile BIG when they see a cute kitty playing and dancing with extreme happiness?

That amazing feeling of feeling ALIVE!

“Gratitude is happiness, doubled by wonder” —  G.K. Chesterton (author)TLC C

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Chapter Eleven Boo Berry Tells a Story, Friday, August 1, 2025

First, we stopped at Mom’s home.  Guess what!?  It was another hole in the ground.  IN DAD’S WORK SHED!!!  My word.  I can’t imagine Dad is very happy about that!

Then we moved over to the Butler Bin and the augur and the augur thingy — right there UNDER the thingy was his brother’s home.  I was stunned.

“Wow! All of you live right here in the farmyard with all of us!  You are all Brown Squirrels!”

“Hummm, no, we are ground squirrels.  Not Brown Squirrels.”  Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, puzzled.

“No, that is your species, you are our family.  So, you are BROWN.  That’s your last name.  Like now, you know you are Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley BROWN!!!”  I explained.

“OH!!! I SEE!!!”

We are all part of one big family!”

“Yes, you are ours and we are yours!”  I smiled.

“Cool!  Do you want to see Dad’s home?”

“Sure, let’s go!”

Suddenly, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley jumped on my back!

 

I was so startled, I took off running.

When I finally stopped (that squirrel can really hang on, let me tell you), we were way out on the farm by the crossover pipe.

I stopped.

Short.

My breath was gone, my back hurt; I was exhausted.

“YOU DID IT!!!” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, screamed as he jumped down. “You brought us right where Dad lives!”

I flopped down on the ground, rolled over to make sure Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley wasn’t still attached to me somehow, and closed my eyes.

“I did what?” I moaned.

“Brought us right to the spot where DAD lives!  Boo Berry, you are one heck of a dog!”

“No, I am on heck of exhausted,” I said, pulling myself up onto all four paws.

“That’s okay, we got here just fine.  And… DAD!”  Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley screamed and ran toward another squirrel sitting outside his hole/home by the drill steel pile.

“Dad! Dad! I’ve brought Boo Berry to meet you.  Dad, Boo Berry, Boo Berry DAD!”  Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley proudly announced.

Dad barely looked at me.  Then looked at Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley. “You do realize that is a dog, Son?” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley proclaimed.

“Oh, yes, Dad!  We are great friends.  I brought her out here to meet you!”

Stanley, Stanley, Stanley looked at me, gave a warning CHIRP, and dove right into his hole.

Humm, so that is where the hole is, I muttered to myself.

“DAD! DAD! COME BACK!” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley hollered.  “Boo Berry is a friend!”

AAAAAH I think your Dad doesn’t really like dogs.” I observed.

“Shoot!  Now what?” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley cried in despair.

“Don’t worry!” I petted him on his furry back.  “Let’s just sit here for a moment and rest.  I’m sure we will come up with something.”

I sat down in the shade, put my head between my paws, and ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz

 

 

And the Fires Burn On and On and On — Thursday, July 31, 2025

This is One of the fires burning on the Uncompahgre Plateau

We have five fires surrounding us.  It’s all so very sad.

The wind doesn’t help.  But so far, we haven’t had any more lightning storms.  That’s a help.

And!!! I found another heart!!

I so love this earth!  Don’t you?

“The air is like a butterfly with frail wings.  The happy earth looks at the sky and sings” —  Joyce Kilmer

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Get Up — Go Outside — See the World, Wednesday , July 31, 2025

Leave your desk,

Forget your house work

Open your door and step outside!

Smell the rain coming in

Wander along sparkling water

Look up

Feast upon the eye candy of flowers

Watch the sun set or rise —-at least one of them

Watch the sun warm up the land

Sit in the cool shade and relax

Go outside do something….

And (Do not forget) to look for kisses from the earth!

“A mother’s happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also in the guise of fond memories.”— Honore de Balzac 

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Sweet Corn Season — Tuesday, July 29, 2025

The sweet corn harvest has started in our area.  Yummy Sweet Corn!

And WITH the Sweet Corn Season, the bears arrive!  I put up a game camera to see if I could see anything moving in our area.

YEP!!  Moving through.

They come this way off the Uncompahgre Plateau and the canyons just below us—looking for the yummy stuff.

We don’t raise sweet corn, so they move right on by.

“Freedom is the open window through which pours the sunlight of the human spirit.” — Herbert Hoover

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Twice as Long —Smoke — Monday, July 28, 2025

The smoke is thick again.  Some of the smoke is from horrid fires burning in other states, some still from the awful fires around us.  We had a new one start in the Ridgeway area on Saturday.  😦

But it does make the irrigation water rather pretty!

“America is the tune.  It must be sung together.”– Gerald Stanley Lee

From our world to your heart,

Linda

 

Friendship! It’s What Puts Color in the World — Sunday, July 27, 2025

Vadarae (I love her name) sent me a Facebook Message —-within it was this beautiful rainbow!  ” A rainbow in the western Sky” — for ME!! From Her!

Friendship is what makes everything more peaceful, bright, and delightful.

WOW!  I just love Rainbows!!

“It’s summer and time for wandering”—  Kellie Elmore (author and Poet)

From my world to your heart,

Linda