When we were invited to Grand Mesa to see the magical and eternal shift from winter into spring
We also got to see—Coyotes fishing on Baron Lake
Their spirit was high, joy running through their actions, rolling, tumbling, flipping their food in the air
What a huge delight for us to see! Just huge!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Some of our fields are irrigated by gated pipe
We have two different types of pipe, both are gated.
This means there are little gates cut into the pipe which are opened and closed as needed
The gated pipe sounds like a really nice way to go. No dipping into the water, no setting up of dams..just open or close the gate.
But, even things that seem like a gift in reducing the workload; has its drawbacks.
In this case TRASH!
Trash is a problem in all the ditches, (we have trash cleaners, but sometimes the wind blows in the trash after the trash cleaner has done its work.
Sooooo….here you are looking at a gate all plugged up with trash..stopping the water.
We come along and clean out the trash. Sometimes the trash is a stick or corn cob–those things get really, really, stuck. They are very hard to get out. Gradually, working and working our fingers into the little gate we can break up the item and force it out through the hole.
It takes time, but it can be done.
In a siphon ditch, a person just lifts the trash out with a shovel. 🙂
Happy Monday, Everyone!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Sometimes life is like moonlight
Filtering through lovely puffy clouds
Sometimes life is simple Magic— sitting right there on the edge of excitement
Or the sound of a motor within the chatter of bird songs
Or the enthusiastic sound of rushing water in a ditch
More times than not, it is the small everyday things
Which add up to joy.
And the overwhelming daily work
Which is always accomplished
in willing happiness
Happy 76th Birthday! You are amazing!
From my heart to your world,
Linda
Black Beauty and Loki TaMoki came for a visit. Black Dog comes every day, sometimes twice or more a day…she is my sister’s dog, which makes her my best friend.
Loki TaMoki comes once awhile because he lives somewhere, I’ve never been, with all the grandchildren.
So anyway,
Black Beauty came to see me, and Mom
Then THE ALL AMERICAN ATHLET showed up: LOKI TAMOKI
Loki came to see Dad.
After a spell, all the people went into the house, except Mom. Who went over to check on some stuff by the Tile House, so I went with Mom.
Suddenly Mom and I heard. MEEEEEEEEEEOOOOWWWWW! SCREEEEECH!
SCREAM!
Then WOOF!
ZOOM!
“LOKI YOU STOP THAT!” Mom yelled.
When Mom yelled Mindy ran as fast as she could to Mom…with
You guessed it the athlete right behind her.
BUSTED LOKI
(hee hee)
Boomer Beaglie Brown
The air flooded with light
Shadows rippling through the brilliance
Shadows growing deeper, while all the time sunbeams glitters
Each day we live in sunlight, glowing through leaves, and blossoms of lace.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
On Sunday we were also gifted with a fun adventure to the Uncompahgre Plateau
Brett and Marianne asked if we wanted to drive to 25 Mesa on the Uncompahgre Plateau for a small little trip.
Off we went…again 6 feet or more distancing…they in their jeep and us in our pick-up
We drove until we came to a weather station… a wee bit of a surprise.
Very interesting to see.
Then while the dogs sniffed and played, the wind enjoying a day off, I explored a tiny bit myself.
I found a tiny, teeny cactus, a tad larger than a quarter…blooming it’s little heart out.
I couldn’t find the type of the cactus, maybe you know and can tell me. Here is a link to some cactus found in Colorado.
But this one didn’t seem to be there.
Anyway, short little breaks of happiness in the daily work on the farm,
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING
“Hello”
“Hi! This is Glenda, what are you and Terry doing Monday?”
“Larry and I would like you and Terry to come up EARLY Monday morning and go with us to see the snow before it melts…Spring has sprung on Grand Mesa!”
After finishing all our early morning chores we loaded up and headed to
That amazing world where the old Gods live in those very ancient groves of tall standing trees
Larry and Glenda were most generous to take us to this magical world.
The snow was crisp when we started out, all sparkly and winterish looking
Then by Noon…the lakes started having large water holes opening up where cold water swirled
the snow and ice on the lakes had become mush!
Then home again, home again.
What an amazing, generous, incredible gift we were given: special distancing (of 6 feet and more) staying in compliance with the virus, precious friends, and to see the power of winter sacrificing itself to Spring.
I stand in awe.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Here we are with the fields starting to green up
There is new growth of mid-spring flowers
Freshness to the day and to my yard
The new leaves hazing the sky
With birds ever so busy in the generous sunshine
Their songs, like laughter, their flights like a dance
Little nests being built and plumped up in softness for the new life lifting all our hearts.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
We are moving forward here…
Summer is on the horizon…almost here…temps raising to warm, hot and dry
In just weeks it will be time to harvest the first cutting alfalfa turning it into hay
The work goes on…Spring work
is constant and consistent
Terry just finished planting some of the grass fields, (he has alfalfa still to plant and one more field of grass) and he has all the cornfields planted, but one—and that one will happen on Monday.
And through it all…the irrigation goes on and on and on.
We are a tad busy, as you can see…but, Terry and I agree, It is the very best of life and of living.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I got trapped in Mom’s flower bed
Well, Not Really
FOOLED YOU!
I also went for a walk with
Boomer and
Mom
CATCH ME IF YOU CAN!
Yesterday, I chased off another cat. Mom saw me. She told me not to chase that kitty it was Aunt Shannon’s. Then Mom called out “COOPER! COOPER! Come here! MINDY STOP!”
I didn’t. I chased Cooper all the way to the cross-over ditch!
I AM GOING TO BE THE ONLY CAT HERE!
Oh…just so you know…BOOMER CAN RUN AGAIN!
Well, not perfectly run, but he can HURRY UP WALK and Mom and I think
THAT IS A GOOD THING!
Mindy Kit-Kat Brown
Life on a Colorado Farm 