The World Settled into Silence—Thursday, November 5, 2015

Posted on November 5, 2015 by Dayphoto

It rained off and on all day yesterday, and way into the night.

We actually woke up to rain. The air rich with the smell of ozone and the dried leaves, corn stalks and ears; now absorbed with water.

Then there came a feel of snow in the air.

Although, the sky was the same leaded gray the air itself had changed. A heaviness and feeling of something different; colder/sharper.

Silence, no small voices of birds or rustling of little creatures, as the crystals in the clouds changed from water to ice.

Then it came, sudden and hushed, flurries of little tiny noiseless flakes, whirling out of the air.

The sun is out now (as I type), the sounds of water returning, running off our metal roof, the snow is melting adding to the mud, flatting the fallen leaves.

The weather people were right. An early winter storm has arrived.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Gift of Time—-Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Posted on November 4, 2015 by Dayphoto

For a tiny space in time, our daughter and granddaughters came to see us.

The Snow Queen and a Indian also came. (Making a haul of 150 pieces of candy each….sugar high for sure 🙂 )

Best Friends Forever More

The mail would magically appear, without me having to go way down the lane to get it.

The most fun of all, Jason brought up Shannon’s horse

The first time ever chance to ride! Not just once, but many, many times through out the stay.

Priceless!

Linda

Brooding—Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Posted on November 3, 2015 by Dayphoto

Now that we have moved from [my favorite] Daylight Savings Time into the time —- called get up and work in the dark and go home and work in the dark — Mountain Standard Time

The day does not so much dawn

As it just stops being night. A small phenomenon, which will last for a spell. Then we will start getting weak sunsets and weaker sunrises.

And all living things goes on hold, waiting for the lengthening of the daylight.

The weather apps say a big storm is to blow in here today…some places will see 45-50 m.p.h. winds. Not good. Of course that might not be here. They are also saying we will see rain and snow at 5,000 ft. We live a little above 5,000 ft.

The clouds are gathering….I can see them coming in over the mountain tops…a brooding feeling —- the Uncompahgre Plateau (not the mountain just above, that is Grand Mesa) has a dark and brooding look, the clouds are having a dark and menacing social party, talking about if they really are going to dump rain and possibly snow—maybe not, they darkly mutter to each other, we just might like to fool the weather people. Then a evil chuckle resonates between the cliffs and canyons as they band together chuckling.

Until the storm gets here, we wait, working at buttoning down all flapping and possibly flying things. We are gathering in the wood for the fire, making sure all can handle wind. Or a huge dumping of rain.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Rare Day—Sunday, November 1, 2015

Posted on November 1, 2015 by Dayphoto

Yesterday was a rare day.

The breezes sighed through the corn, rustling the the dried tassels and the papery leaves, rubbing the stalks together with a soft rasping sound.

The pulse of the earth is slowing down, gradually cooling, settling in for a long winter’s nap.

But yesterday, just for a spell, the air warmed, jackets were not needed, the fire died in the woodstove, and joy filled the souls of all living and breathing things. A reprevie, a warming back up…or at least a stopping of the cool down for an afternoon.

As the Chinese Proverb says: “One joy will scatter a hundred sorrows.” A warm afternoon was proof of that proverb.

Very much your friend,

Linda

A Busy Couple of Days—Thursday, October 29, 2015

Posted on October 29, 2015 by Dayphoto

I’m sorry I didn’t get a post done yesterday, and I’m late, late, late today. For some reason we have been busy, busy, early in the morning.

It’s gradually drying up. Which is a very good thing.

It also froze Tuesday night, with another heavy freeze to come in on Friday [if I remember right], so I’ve been working hard to get my tropicals put to bed.

The canal is still running. Soon it will be turned off, the water’s voice silenced until next spring.

Stepping closer to the ending of fall, and the beginning of corn harvest. 🙂

Your Friend on a Western Colorado Farm, (all caps tee hee)

Linda

It’s Raining Here—Monday, October 26, 2015

Posted on October 26, 2015 by Dayphoto

It’s raining here….again. We were just about to dry out.

Our drive way is a river, our lane is a lake

But inside we are dry, the wood stove is going, my wood supply is protected, my kenneling is dry.

Your friend on a very soggy western side, of the Rocky Mountain Divide, farm

🙂

Linda

A Dr. Seuss World—-Sunday, October, 25, 2015

Posted on October 25, 2015 by Dayphoto

October is such a Dr. Seuss world.

Even if the skies are dark and gray the plants and trees are brilliant with oranges and yellows and gold..

I LOVE, just love having the world so full of color.

I love color! It fills ever little crevice full of light.

And as Dr. Seuss says:

“Why fit in when you were born to stand out?”

Your friend

Linda

Pink Rain—-Thursday, October 22, 2015

Posted on October 22, 2015 by Dayphoto

Last week a little storm played over the Uncompahgre Plateau…(Un-come-pah-gray).

As I stood taking a photo of the sunset and the pink rain cloud — a wedge of returning geese passed over us…calling to all who could hear…”we have returned, winter in near.”

As always your friend,

Linda

I Give to you a Love Song—Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Posted on October 20, 2015 by Dayphoto

The weather is decidedly cold and wet. Boomer, Sam the Cat and Monkey the Cat, have decided going outside and ‘hanging out’ is best left for another day. 🙂

Still Boomer and I went for a small walk, tramping down the ditch bank roads filling our lungs with sweet, cold, fresh air.

As Boomer checked out the news I realized the wind was playing a lovely Love Song. The following is the melody…and in the end you get to hear my old lady voice as I storta stumbled while trying to turn off the camera. Be Kind, now. I was shocked to hear how much I sounded like my paternal Grandmother….I put it down to almost falling. (Lets hope so.)