Sunlight Creeping Slowly — Monday, January 8, 2018

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We were fogged in all night last night, until a wee while after sunrise

A white mist curling through the darkness into the light

Touching everything remote and close, making the world look beautiful and unreal

The silver air chimes softly, as the sun climbs over head…

Although (still) not warm enough to melt the hoar frost (it’s ten o’clock in the morning) the very air seems to peal and cascade like ascending and descending notes of a harp.

Cascading, singing, praising the beauty everywhere.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

An Icy World Arrived—-Sunday, January 7, 2018

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Although it’s nice and warm inside, outside the winter day of a typical January has returned.

Last night we had a skiff of ice transforming our extremely dry land into sharp shards of miniature ice.

A stiff wind is shaking the branches of the Blue Spruce adorning our house and fringes of ice are slightly dripping off our metal roof.

There really wasn’t anything to call snow, but it is a moisture of sorts.

I’m not surprised

While working outside Thursday, we (Terry and I)  saw a Sun Dog.

In three days time (the sky prophecy announced) cold weather will descend.  Even colder weather than you are experiencing right now.

But what did surprise me…is there were two Sun Dogs in the sky!

That evening (Thursday) as the shadows turned to deep blue, the sinking sun transformed the sky into an amazing burst of light; I could see the snow clouds gathering way over on the Plateau.

By Saturday night (after a beautiful day of sunshine) I could breath cold in the air…colder than normal.

And I hoped some much needed moisture.

We got some, enough to settle the dust in the air, and damped the soil.

That’s better than nothing.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— I Had Company

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My first cousin, Butter Doyle, a Cocker Spaniel—came for a short visit with me.

This was the first time we have had a ‘spend the night’.

It went really well.

Although, Mom had to keep close tabs on Butter so I wouldn’t teach him new tricks…Like eating COW POOP! Or rolling in a really nice warm gushy cow pie.

Mom keeps a close eye on me for the very same reasons.

Anyway we had great walks…Butter and I went with mom THREE TIMES during the night—the moon was bright, the air brisk and Mom couldn’t sleep.  Worked out great for Butter and me.

Butter was rather lonely without his folks, but I think I helped him — I shared my snacks, my water bowl, and my dog dish.

Then Butter’s Mom and Dad were here and swoosh they were gone.

Butter’s Mom and Dad are my Mom’s brother and sister-in-law.

 

Mindy was glad when Butter left—she hid the whole time.  The second Butter drove down the long lane to the road she was in the house.

That night she claimed her spot on Dad, while they watched TV.

OH!

I HAVE COOL NEWS!

Rocky Chaco Man is back to work.  Chaco the Service Dog is back doing Service work at the Mesa County Library in Grand Junction, Colorado.

The Library just started up the reading program and asked Chaco to come read with the little kids.  Chaco has been a Reading Service Dog for a long, long time. He started his work in Castle Rock, Colorado and is continuing it here.

YAY! ROCKY CHACO MAN! You are a Hero!

Oh…one more thing

It’s a whopping 9* fahrenheit here this morning! That’s -12.7778 celsius, if you don’t live here.

A bit cold!

Boomer

 

 

The Perfect Stillness of Golden Light—Thursday, January 4, 2018

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My brother and his wife, Cloudy, live in Boulder, Colorado.

Cloudy was walking downtown one late afternoon when that golden hour just after sunset occured

Cloudy said she stood and took photos in all four directions—north, south, east, and west in the graceful, soft hour before the coming of dark.

I loved the photos!

Cloudy graciously shared them with me, so I could share them with you.

This perfect solitude amazing color,  in the heart of downtown Boulder.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Cradling Warmth—Wednesday, January 3, 2018

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We are cold today.  So cold it’s painful to walk out and about doing the things needing to be done.

Although it isn’t a cold without noise.

Which makes me happy.

I have been thinking and thinking of what I want to do this year…I no longer make Resolutions–they seem so negative…a take away of sorts.  So of course I can never keep them.

 

I have reached an age where I don’t want to ‘take away’ but to add into my life.

Every morning I read my favorite blogs and visit my friends on FaceBook,  happily touching their lives, when I came across Connie’s post for the New Year. 

It’s stuck with me for days.  She picked one word….just one that would help her strive toward the things she is interested in achieving this year.

So I’ve decided to follow her example and pick one word—

My one word for this year is Resolve.

I want to resolve so many things—finish cleaning out my house, yards, around the farm buildings;  getting rid of ‘stuff’, either through selling it or giving it away.

Resolve to see anew objects that have grown familiar and share these new found things with you on my blog.

I would be incredibly happy to finally resolve two family lines in my genealogy.  My Dad’s side — the Doyles.  And my grandfather’s on my mother’s side — Thomas.  I have been stuck for 48 years on those two lines, moving them beyond into the place where they all crossed the pond would be a huge accomplishment.

I would like to use this intention (Resolve) to approach so many things; not resting and hoping I will ‘find the time’ to do this or that, but that I do it!

Time (at my age) is now like a twilight wind; I want to enjoy, love, experience and share each moment to the fullest!

And, yes, I want to continue sharing with you—this tiny piece of life on a farm.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

Dancing (Walking) in the Light of Wolf Moon—Tuesday, January 2, 2018

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Our little walk around mid-night last night (Our meaning Boomer, Butter–visiting nephew dog, and Myself) started out under cover of clouds

Gradually they started to thin

Breaking forth to sprinkle moonlight on us

A glorious moon for the start of a New Year.

From my heart to your world,

Linda

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Bedrooms—That Spot of Deep Contentment—Sunday, December 31, 2017

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The cows and the equines have special places they like to bed down

They pick the warmest spot (if you don’t believe me all one has to do is go sit in that spot for a spell, then move to other places and compare)

 That spot is a churn of dirt and poop.  For the minute a cows stands up from laying down, she poops! 🙂
Everyone gathers together in those ‘spots’ the bedrooms, resting and chewing their cuds.  Its a gentle time of peace.

But if a storm is coming in…the bedrooms wait.  For this is the time of bulking up, filling the stomachs with fodder; creating inner heat and warmth.

The Clouds are thick and grey and heavy; the air feels like snow.  But the weather people say there won’t be.  Still the cows and equines say…bulk up…it feel like a storm coming in.

I wonder who will be right?

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Wrap Up

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Here it is the end of 2017…I’ve had a very good year…many adventures—

The UnMystery,  where I made it home safe and sound from those wild crazy coyotes and

The Mystery of Nothing, where I got caught in a flood.

I’ve helped Mom and Dad in everything they did on the farm:  Irrigate, sniff at poop…oh, wait, Mom and Dad didn’t sniff at poop.  Worked the land, they worked the land I looked for yummy dead stuff to roll in, you know all the important stuff.

I did get sick this summer.  Scared Mom and I.  But Mom sat with me and held my paw, took me to the Vet for special shots for pneumonia, and rubbed ice cubes on my ears and arm pits.  Sure felt good.

Sammy, My Kitty Buddy, stayed by my side the whole time.

 

It’s lonely without Sam…he joined my Bested Friend ForEVER this month of December.  It’s rather strange to not having Sammy sleeping close to me.  Mindy Cat is too independent to hang around me much.

Still Mindy and I always go with Mom, or Mom and Dad, when they go for a walk.  Mindy and I touch noses so Mom knows we are ‘good’ friends also.

This past week two of the grandkids have been here.  I didn’t go with Dad and Blade, but I did go with Mom and Tally wherever they went.  Mindy hid from everyone.

 This Christmas I thought I was going to have to get the White Elephant Present…

But Thankfully someone else got it for THEIR dog!!

TEE HEE!

Now we have cows here…lots of cows here.  Lots.

So this morning a cow did what cows really like to do….she got out!

She was really easy to put back in…Mom made me stay inside…I know I could have helped very nicely, but Mom wouldn’t let me.

Anyway, it’s been a pretty good year all in all.  The bad part was Sammy, but he was in lots of pain.  I didn’t want him to be in so much pain.  Then one day he wasn’t in pain anymore.

Oh, I forgot.  Lady came to live with us.

Well, with my sister Shannon and Romeo really.  But she is part of all our family even if she out of the pasture by my house.

(Lady wants to know if this photo of her makes her look fat!)

Dad, Mom, Myself, Boomer the Sherlock Beaglie, and Mindy Min-Min say

Thank you (all), for being part of our everyday blogging family!

Happy New Year!

Boomer

(Dad, Mom, and Min-Min)

 

 

Breathing—Pure and Adorable—Thursday, December 28, 2017

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Our grandson is here.  Terry called and asked if Blade could come and stay for a spell.  Grandpa needed some extra help on the farm

So he came…all full of joy and cheer.  Willing to help dig up an old culvert and help Grandpa replace it with a new one

Willing to gather and load a feed bunk and help haul it down to the equines,

Willing to do all those super stressful things normally MY JOB!

Of course there were other things included, like an afternoon at the Rec Center playing basketball and swimming…

Going out to target practice with Grandpa for a spell,

Then this afternoon moving a cook stove to another place in town

And helping to do some welding …. a new thing to learn.

All farm boys need to know how to weld, Grandpa says.

Grandpa and Grandson…

I stand in the shadows watching them, listening to the warmth coming from two beings so much a like—each braced to meet the day and take whatever comes—

I stand watching—-

remembering—breathing.

From my world to your heart,

Linda