Sherlock Boomer—-What Mom Doesn’t Know, Chapter Five, Friday, July 10, 2020

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Chapter Five

“MEOW!”

“MEOW!”

“MEOW!”

“MEOW, MOM/DAD I WANT IN!”

I’m done with all this waiting.

With that, Mindy stomped off the cement step, down the cement sidewalk, across the red bricks, back onto the cement sidewalk.

WAIT!!!

WAIT!

I think I need to take a little break here and …………….ummmmmmmmmmm enjoy myself for a spell.

Meanwhile—

“Henny lets go see what sitting on the cement step is all about.”

“Sounds good, wait just a minute, Penny, let me catch up with you. We will stand and peck at the door together.”

Peck, peck, peck

Peck, peck, peck

“This is dumb, Penny. I have better things to do.”

“HAHAHAHAHA” I bayed at those silly hens.

“There is no one home.”  Chuckling to myself I took off to do a little checking around.

I looked over here and sniffed out the news.  Nothing.

Then I went down the road a spell,

Humm, Raccoons.  In the night. Late.

Then I walked back to the lawn…nothing passed through here late last night, or early this morning, or after lunch.

“Hey, Mindy! Do you want to do something like anything…

I mean SOMETHING?  This is BORING without Mom and Dad.”

BAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

HOWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

“COME ON MINDY!  MOM AND DAD ARE HOME!”

 

 

 

The Heat of Summer is Here—Thursday, July 9, 2020

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A wee tiny bird (I think might be a Starling) is living out it’s beginning life, in a hollow of a limb of the tree in our yard

At the Upper End, we have pheasants. Delightful birds

Over by the equipment area, I saw a fun courting couple

Then on the back road going to the Back Forty twice,

I ran across this pretty handsome feller

Our days are in the 100*s now. That is 37.7c.

At the peak of the heat in the daytime, the little songbirds rest—such wise little creatures

Or come to our chicken yard and try to grab a snack or two…

I’m sure they are thinking “get some food while everyone sleeps, then no one will ever know.)

The hawks and other raptors silent shadows slide over the warm and bright land

The blue sky is alive with life


As so is the earth

Ah  Summer so

Full Life

Full of Joy

Full of Daily Adventures

To me

The most perfect time of the year!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

That Lovely Shimmering Bright Glowing Moonlight—-Wednesday, July 8, 2020

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Although, the heat simmers across the land, often times the night sky is cloudy

But, delightfully, the setting moon’s sky is clear

Shinning large and bright glowing over the Uncompahgre Plateau

Then quickly sinking as the glowing sun wakes up the day.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

When the Corn is in the Silk, —The Deer Come Back to the Farm, Tuesday, July 7, 2020

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Now that the corn is in the silk, the deer migrate back to the farm.

So I sat up a couple of game cameras to see if, and when, they had arrived

Deer are notorious for eating the silk off the little corn ears.

Corn has lots of predators—

Bugs, humans, skunks, raccoons, and DEER!

Yep…Here they are.  🙂  We love seeing them.  Terry worries about the corn loss, but we don’t do anything about it.  Some for them, some for us, is our thought.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

The Promise, Moving Steadily into Being — Monday, July 6, 2020

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For some reason, I always feel like July 4th is the Middle of Summer

I don’t know why I feel that way, but I do.

The dew burns off fast this time of year

The growth of the corn is increasing hourly now

Overnight the tassels have started to shoot upward into the deep rich blue of the sky

The soughing wind will soon

(see the tiny ear starting to form 🙂 )

Cause the pollen to float down onto the silks making little kernels of corn—- growing there in the dark green shadows of the protecting leaves.

Knee-high by the 4th of July…I do believe we have made it!

Happy Summer, Everyone!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Gift from North Eastern Illinois —- Sunday, July 5, 2020

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When the world has these, who requires much more?

Good morning, Linda.  It’s been a while since I’ve said hello.  So Hello!

(That was from this past Monday.)

I hope this brightens your day.

Take care.

What a perfect way to start anyone’s day!

Thank you ever so much!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Sherlock Boomer—-What Mom Doesn’t Know, Chapter Four, Friday, July 3, 2020

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Chapter Four

“This helping Mom is — well, boring, don’t you think, Mindy?”

“Actually, yes” Mindy replied. “I think I have things to do.” With that, Mindy climbed onto the heart log

Stretched out her claws and had a very good scratch.

“Mindy Lou-Sue,” Mom exclaimed.  “You are such a cute little kitty.”  Mom walked over to Mindy and gave her a really nice rub down. Then Mom picked her up and gave her a kiss on her little face.  Mindy was purring so loud I could hear her from way down by Mom’s feet.

Mom put Mindy down.  Mindy rubbed up against my legs and told me she needed to go do something.

With that, she was off.

I followed her for a bit,

then I got worried

I wouldn’t know what was happening

with Mom so I headed back.

It is very important to stay close to Mom,

who knows something bad might come charging out of the farm and get MOM!

I sat next to Mom for a very long time.  Long enough I started to pant.  Finally, Mom said: “Let’s take a break, Boomer. I’m hot, your hot; we need to cool down.”

It was HOT!  Very hot.  Mom and I headed toward the shade.  Mom sat down, I sat right by her, then I got a BELLY RUB!!! OH! MY WONDERFUL! BELLY RUB!  My back leg started scratching as fast as it would go!  OOPS!  I got Mom’s hand.

O! Well, that was the end of the belly rub.  I jumped up and hid.

“Come back here, Beaglie. You didn’t mean to do something bad.” Mom called me back over to her for MORE PETS!!

I AM IN HEAVEN!

Just then Mom and I heard.

MEOW!  MEOW! MEOW!  VERY LOUD!!! 

Mom and I got up and looked to where the sounds were coming from.

“Mindy!  You have a mouse!” Mom exclaimed!

Mindy ran over to Mom with her mouth FULL of mouse!

“MOUSE, MOM!”  Mindy announced.  “Just for you!  I brought you a present.”

“What a good kitty you are,” Mom petted Mindy all over her head and backbone. “You are such a good mouser.  Thank you so much, Min-Min.”

Mindy gave Mom kitty love eyes, then sat to work eating—– you guessed it MOUSE!

This day as turned out to be a really good day.  When Mindy started snacking on the mouse Mom went into the house and got me a yummy piece of Dog Chicken Jerky.

O! The JOY!

I gobbled my stick of chicken jerky in three bites (I didn’t want Mindy to get any) then headed toward the lawn.

Flopping down I gave myself a good roll this way and that way, squiggling my back all over the grass…

This Feels good.

 

This feels very good.

 

I looked up to see Mindy right by my head.

“We sure have a good life, don’t we, Boomer?”

I looked her square in the eye, then gave her a big slurp on the top of her head.

“WE DO!” I shouted.

After that, we both ran off chasing each other on the lawn.

 

 

Well-Come Summer Days and Summer Work —- Thursday, July 2, 2020

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Here we are, the start of July — a time to me as a time of pleasure-

Next week will be the second cutting of the First field of alfalfa—the air will be full of that indescribable sweetness of green

We’ve been cutting brush…a tiny victory which has no truce—seems there are always ‘brush’ to trim 🙂

 

The corn is growing and growing—

Terry is standing on top of the ditch bank the cornfield is lower than the farm road

Summer is such a favorite time of the  year, for me

Time of heat, color, and joyful little birds

Moving on through the farm

The pastures are looking good, rich, green, lush

No way can I stand on the ditch like Terry…I would fall in!

Summer, when the sun starts moving back toward winter

But, everything else, myself included

Continues to dream-walk through the warmth, the heat, and the beauty of Summer

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

 

I Couldn’t Sleep Last Night — Wednesday, July 1, 2020

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Sleep came hard last night…it seemed to avoid me

My eyes were closed, but my mind —well, I think you understand.

What caused my thoughts to shift and drift, and scream around in my head

Was the thought (or is it fear) we are in the middle of a cultural revolution.

We are in a time where we are crazily divided

There are sectional tensions and a feeling of gathering paranoia.

A feeling of not just drifting forward, but we jolting head-long–tumbling, falling, so to speak.

I woke, telling myself, I will put this out there—My thoughts need somewhere to go

A way to exhale; to stop the constant whispering at the back of my mind

So I shall write this, and let my worries, cares, and concerns dissipate

I will continue to believe in treating the earth well, the common decency of each and every person I meet, and

That common sense will bond us together. Not the squealing anger and fear

Which, randomly jumps out at us (me) now and again.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

I Sometimes Wonder — Tuesday, June 30, 2020

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It’s been hot here of late, hot with a hot wind; a hot continuous wind

But that is not what I have been wondering about

I’ve been wondering about our world,

And for sure the crazy, frenzied, over-the-top actions going on in our nation

The anger, the destruction, the need to —- ?

Makes me think we are repeating a very old theme in history—

(This is the moon 🙂 )

That theme of gain and cost.  The desire to broaden command over valuable resources

at which (at the very same time) those same resources we are all absolutely reliant on as essentials.

I hope we have (not) now entered a time of unstoppable cultural fracturing.

I often think of Liebig’s law, of the ‘law of the minimum” 

Which is deceptively simple: our limits are set, not by the maximum of necessary things, but by the minimum which is available.

Just a short trip the grocery store points that out to me in glaring shards of light

It’s thought-provoking

While I ponder this in an off and on manner.  Saturday evening we had rain

No matter how tight vital supplies are, how hard they are to get, how expensive they are to purchase — and how angry and over-the-top destructive things become—-there is always hope!

From my heart to your world,

Linda

P.S.  Please don’t write to me scathing comments about how wrong I am and I need to get my head out of the sand, or other mean things. Ugly never produces positive feelings. Therefore, I won’t approve your comment for I do like to live my life in hope.

Hugs to each and every one of you!