Summer, Ah, Summer, My Most Favorite time of the Year — Monday, June 7, 2021

The fields are no longer bare

The need for a coat no longer there

The light in the sky

Showcases color in all its forms.

The top comes off

The cold goes away.

Yay for Summer!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

In the Mild Early Summer Morn— Sunday, June 6, 2021

A little Robin Red-Breast busily gathered bits of weeds and such

Then he/she swooped down and grabbed a big fat bug, not far from where I sat

Later in the warming sunshine he/she gathered nesting material from the riches I seemed to just be ‘throwing away’

What a fun experience I had…sharing the morning with this busy little bird(s)!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

The Adventures of TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-A Foot and a Sock Came to Visit, Friday, June 4, 2021

Our Blade (that is what Mom called Bladen—Our Blade, so I do too.) came to visit.

He was just the perfect visitor for me

Always, always, always he let me play with his sock

And FOOT!

TLC Cai-Cai

Creating a House Full of Dreams — Thursday, June 3, 2021

Ah, perfect…a wee stick here, a long weed from there

Hide!  The human is out and about.

Gone. the human is gone. I shall Grab a worm or two.  Building a house is hungry work.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

The Sweetness of Song — Wednesday, June 2, 2021

Our fields are now full of green shoots

(Bird and shadow!  I was delighted to get the two together)

The first cutting of alfalfa has occurred in all three fields

Finally, we having truly

Started summer here.

For us…here on the farm

Summer starts with the first cutting of alfalfa, usually around the first of June

 

Here is another bird shadow–only of the Northern Harrier Hawk 

Then Fall begins with the harvest of pinto beans. (Which we don’t raise anymore)

So June, July, August—Summer.

That sweetest time of the year (for me)

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Awful Necessary Dance of Life — Monday, May 31, 2021

The day is full of such amazing, unexpected, delightful sights

Little sightings, fluttering softly on the edge of our every day

Elusive, searching, trotting here and there

A bright golden/red spot moving along — just over there

Sometimes running in a quick and fast tightly wound sprint

A blur of spun gold with a lush bushy tail. 

Time is always spent in the pursuit of food

The minutes the seconds, the hours

The pause…so still…the birds are silent

Food.

One life-giving up living for another.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

That Time of the Year (Again) — Sunday, May 30, 2021

Yep,

Off he went,

Right after the water was set in the morning

Two days in a row

One field down…two to go!

HAYING SEASON HAS BEGUN!

🙂 🙂 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Adventures of Mindy on Friday—-Can You Find, Friday, May 28, 2021

(Here is a secret—I don’t really like that annoying little cat!  But don’t tell Mom)

Anyway, I was wondering you could help me find

A MOUSE

Or


TWO.

So off we go

You and I

Together.

We look here

And

There

And Everywhere.

When SUDDENLY

THERE!

Right

THERE!

Yummmm

MOUSE!

Mindy Lou Sue (or Min-Min, as Mom calls me)