I was walking around (without any furry helpers) trying to find out where that dastardly cow got off too. There are two of them, the last three numbers are: 394 and 395…see sisters or twins, or purchased together)
When I startled a sweet little fox. The photo is poor, but, oh well.
I wonder if it is one that was a friend of Fuzzy’s years ago. Or at least a descendant of that fox.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Either her or 2394 is out.
Constantly
And chasing her (them) to put them back in is a constant pain
GRRRRR
This one had to go all the way down the lane, onto the road, and into the canal across the way.
At the end of January, they will go to the calving ground—GOOD!
Which will have me delighted to see these two go.
The others are nice, sweet, docile, and STAY in the fence!!!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
A long streak of sunlight, called a Sun Dog. It filled the snow-filled eastern clouds as the sun started its extremely fast jaunt across the storm-tossed sky!
I keep telling myself —- it is winter. And it IS January, be patient. Just enjoy the bitter cold days and nights. Summer will come—it always does.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I! DO! NOT! GET! IT! Mom says I have to be NICE!!! N!I!C!E!
Really!
“Yes, TLC, Really!” Mom picked me up and gave me kisses all over my face and on my nose. I gave Mom Kitty love eyes, then I SAAAASED at Mom!
NO! I! DO! NOT!
“Why not?” asked Boo Berry, “Mr. Hobbs is really nice.”
BE! CAUSE! I! WANT! TO! BE! THE! ONLY! CAT!!!
TLC
(This is a huge work in progress. TLC is continually mad. (We are making headway, but oh, is, it, slow), Mr. Hobbs is quiet, sweet, loves pets, and has picked Dad as his person. It should work out. But so far —- not so much.)
The moon was starting to set in the west when I took this photo.
During the night, it had been sliding in and out of clouds — with a rainbow colored ring around it.
Then, one morning, the sky cleared for a spell.
With the moonlight touching my eyes, heart, and soul.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
I was out finishing up my winter outside chores for the day when I saw the sun break through the low-hanging clouds.
Delightfully lighting up the low foothills leading to the area of the Black Canyon of the Gunnison.
A touch of pink on a winter day.
Just seeing the rosy color lifted my heart in song!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
FOG!!!
Momma would always say that fog was a cloud resting on the earth!
So —- for just a little spell (fog is unusual here; not rare. Just random), we got to live inside a cloud! (This happened Saturday morning. It was so wonderful I had to share)
A marvelous gift for the New Year!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The rain fell soft and cold New Year’s Day
Then in the wisp of the evening air, I saw a Sun Dog dangling in the clouds—in a few more days, more cold, colder, coldest temps will arrive.
I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised… it is January/, the dead of winter.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
This is Black Satin. Satin for short. She is very, very timid and very, very sweet. If I can just catch her, I can get her fixed, and she can live here.
What a mess we have this year. People are dumping cats like crazy out here. Our daughter now has 12 cats she has fixed and is feeding. I’m feeding three (that I know of.) Our other neighbor has about 6 cats.
I hate how people dis-respect their very own animals!!!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Well, Mr Hobbs has picked! And this works out for all of us!
TLC, Boo Berry, and Mr. Hobbs
Life on a Colorado Farm 