Covering the Mountains in a Rushing Wind—-Sunday, July 29, 2018

The fire at the edge of Fruitland Mesa is growing larger and larger.  It actually looks like there are two fires there now.

The long plumes of smoke rushing skyward as more and more of the forest and underbrush are consumed. 😦

You can tell when another section of woodland is reached the fire plumes turn black and blacker.

My heart goes out to all the wild animals who live there and are fleeing in terror.

So far no structures are in its way…they are just letting it burn because of the terrible terrain it is in.  Sad.

No real rain here.  Lots of thunder and lightning and wind, but moisture of any count has not yet arrived.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Everything Surrounding Us Last Night was Exhilarating—Thursday, July 26, 2018

That beautiful, wonderful sky!

The heat wore on yesterday…humidity in the high 30% range. (High for the high mountain desert region)

The wind hot and streaming to us in waves; pushing large swatches of clouds into our area

But I’m not complaining…the sky was stunning as the sun sank in the west

Coloring the thousands of clouds in soft colors

Turning each cloud on the horizon and overhead into such a riot of unusual colors

I felt like I was swallowed in hues, and tints, and tones of soft-hued blush

The heat lightning played on the Paonia and Gunnison mountains…but here we bathed in color.

Then the sun finally set causing the colors to burst forth in vivid tones only the Gods know how to use.

It was amazing!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

The Aftermath of Yesterday Morning’s Storm—-Wednesday, July 25, 2018

Although, we had a sprinkling of rain yesterday.  We are still extremely dry.

So dry that wind rushing throughout the farm creates terrible dust, which settles on everything and everyone until it settles down (again).

Yesterday morning, early, lightning and thunder rushed upon us from the Uncompahgre Plateau, thunder rolled, long and loud, and lightning forked across the heavens.

It was a fast-moving storm.  Crackling and jabbing toward the earth in flashes of silver and gold.  Leaving behind in it wakes a fire burning on the edge of Fruitland Mesa, directly in line with Crawford, Colorado

Colorado (as many parts of the west) is just tooooo dry!

But last evening…. as more rain showers played along the edges of the farm— We saw a rainbow!

A huge joy to me!

From my heart to your world,

Linda

 

 

Flying Jewels of Color — Tuesday, July 24, 2018

The hummingbirds are enjoying the feeders —we have a variety of the little flitting and humming birds.

The Refus are back.  They are two weeks early.  It was a surprise to see them and this little Ruby Throated One sitting on the feeder.

They start feeding as soon as the sky turns pearly gray in the morning

And stay busy on the feeders and in my gardens until the last light of night

Then when the moon’s shadows start to fill the open ground they vanish.  Tucked away somewhere resting.  Until day starts again.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

Echoes of Thunder —-Monday, July 23, 2018

A big storm rolled in last evening…massive clouds dropping chutes of rain all around us

The thunder and lightning played along the Uncompahgre Plateau

Terry and I sat outside under the carport and letting raindrops fall all around us.

After the fast-moving storm headed beyond us it was time to change the irrigation water one last time before night.

The light tumbling and playing within and on the storm clouds was invigorating.

Coming back in through all the fields of corn, alfalfa and the pinto beans I thought to myself the air feels more like August than July.  The heat sits on one (I AM NOT COMPLAINING — I do so love Summer!) the air hot and humid, and a certain stillness which bespeaks of growing and maturing plants.

Later, much later, Boomer and I went for a wee walk about–just to look at that glorious flourishing moon!

 Drowning us in light.  The clouds tumbling before a high-unseen wind; first covering the moon then not.

Closer to morning I saw the moon peaking light throughout the tops of the tasseled corn.

I think night is just so beautiful.  I do.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

On the Way to Vega Dam Lodge—-Sunday, July 22, 2018

After early morning chores, we loaded up in the Corvette and headed down to Safeway where we met up with several friends for a ride in collector cars

Over the top of Grand Mesa, we all drove…a single line of cool cars, receiving waves from on-coming cars

On the way home

We ran into a brief shower.  Complete with a rainbow.

But I accidentally deleted my camera chip so all my other photos, including the rainbow, are gone.

I wanted to cry.  I had more things on it than just the trip.  But, oh well, it is what it is.  😦

There is nothing to be done to get them back.  I wanted to cry.

Sigh!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

A Peace of Calm Beauty—-Thursday, July 19, 2018

Elaine sent me this wonderful rainbow all bright and lovely in the sky about her home in the Black Forest.

Lucky me! Lucky You!

Then Rene` sent me this sweet sight close to her house in Paonia, Colorado.

Lucky me…now lucky you.

Then coming back from Montrose Sunday evening, we saw this unusual rainbow topping the hilltops close to Black Canyon.

Raindrops in color a hugely thrilling sight!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

Fish’n—Wednesday, July 18, 2018

What a peaceful day we had.

Not a care in the world,

Visits with good friends

Perfect weather

And a fish fry in the evening.

Then home again, home again in time to set the water for the last time that day.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Gone Fish’n—-Tuesday, July 17, 2018

Talk to you tomorrow!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Last Evening Late—-Monday, July 16, 2018

We finished up the work we must get done…just that stuff that could not wait.

After the company came, supper was over and all were in bed…late into the night.

Terry and I went outside and sat in the glider…just sitting.  Not really doing anything.

Just sitting– listening to the leaves rustling overhead, the back and forth of the glider peaceful in the very warm night.

The moon a crescent, a sliver of light  close by a shining brilliant star

We sat there gliding back and forth, back and forth like we were riding on the wings of angels.

“It was rapture enough just to sit there beside him in silence, alone in the summer night in the white splendor of moonshine.”—L.M. Montgomery, The Blue Castle 

From my heart to your world,

Linda