The Adventures of Mindy on Friday—Staying Inside, Friday, June 5, 2020

I HATE staying inside when the air is warm, the evenings nice and the weather just perfect for hunting and chasing and eating MICE!

So…if Mom picks me up and takes me inside, shows me a nice dish of cereal and milk; I turn up my nose and run as fast as I can to the back door.

There I meow LOUDLY until she lets me back outside.

I get lots of pets so I know I don’t want to make Mom and Dad mad, but staying inside when the weather is nice—-

Just does NOT work!

I have so much to do.

Mice to stalk

Mice to grab and kill

Mice to bring to Mom or Dad, while meowing loudly. (I want them to know I am doing a very good job)

Mice to eat.  Yummy. (Mom said I can’t show you a photo of me eating mice. She said it wasn’t appropriate for the internet.)

Mice to herk back up and leave for the flies. (Or Mom if she sees it. Mom always goes and gets a shovel and buries the herk…silly Mom.)

Then, with a very full tummy, to climb on the chair and sleep or go out to the tractor shed and sleep on Dad’s 630 John Deere.


When Oreo is out and about….I ALWAYS meow to come in and SLEEP WITH MOM!!!

Mindy the Kit Kat of the family!

As the Stars Wheel Through the Heavens —- Thursday, May 4, 2020

And the moon grows from fat, to thin, then to nothing, and back again to fat

The sun —- our sun–that amazing orb lights up the sky.

The sun’s light thrusts itself upon the earth

Wrapping it’s light/rays/heat all around us

A loving and caring gift providing life.

Always, always speaking to the heart of every living thing upon the earth

Sending showers of sun rays through all the clouds

Taking away feelings of despair and melancholy

Shimmering in the sky

While the seasons turn,

A gift only the sun can give,

After chasing away the moon

The stars

And those fading worrisome dreams

and horrid thoughtsafter long sleepless nights.

Thank Heaven and the God(s) above for the sun and a new day!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Sometimes You Just Gotta Do Something Different— Wednesday, June 3, 2020

We went with our daughter and son-in-law to where Cliff and his family have very long ties

Up, up we traveled way up into the Paonia Mountain Range (the Elk Mountain Range) —-(Boomer didn’t get to go)

The road was a steep and marvelous wonder

The views amazing

and stunning (somewhere over there is Crested Butte)

At, one point along the trail, we looked down upon the West Elk Mine 

Climbing higher and higher and higher

Until we drove into a lovely meadow, where we had lunch.

It was here Cliff showed us the marker commemorating his late Dad.  Many generations of Rezak’s loving, and hunting, and living on this spot.

Then on we rode

All the while through

(This is Ragged Mountain)

extraordinary beauty

Marvelous lush meadows

Delightfully full ponds

Impressive vistas.

At one point we came upon a man-made object—a radio tower! Always a surprise to me, to see something like this in a prestine forest

We drove to snowbanks and through snowbanks

In lots of muddy melting water

In the thickly growing forests of the Standing People

Then down, down, down again, where we could get off and look back and see just where we had been.

It was a lovely day, and much needed as a wee break in work.

Back home again, standing at the edge of our field…I took a photo of the Elk Mountain Range…which I call the Paonia Mountains…

as a reminder of where we were and the beauty we just experienced.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,







In the Quiet of the Day —- Tuesday, June 2, 2020

The Gloss of the blooms

Send out warm enticing scents

To gift the nose

The eye

And the little pollinators

By evening

The warmed up (to almost broiling air)

Sends fragrant wafts of scents

Throughout the opened windows

On the gentle night breeze.

From my world to your heart,



Walking in a Fairy Tale World —- Monday, June 1, 2020

The heat has been like a hammer the last several days…

Still, the evening’s have been soft and lovely

But what has been the best thing

Right out our back door

Covering our whole farm…

A PERFECT double Rainbow!


From my world to your heart,


The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Improving, Friday, May 29, 2020

I am better.  Well, let’s say I am somewhat better.  The fungus in my nose is gone, the swelling in my nose is gone, but I now have a cough.

Somedays I don’t have a cough.  Somedays I don’t have a sneeze.  Somedays I don’t have ANYTHING!

It’s on those days Mom and I think YAY BEAGLIE IS WELL!

Then …. The cough comes back, or the sneeze and the cough come back, or just the sneeze.

So now I’m on allergy meds.

So far, THAT is working.

Anyway, Mom and I Thank you so much!  Mom was really, really scared I had a tumor in my nose…which was a possibility.  A very scary possibly…



I can sniff and smell anything I want to now!

Anyway, we have to let the allergy meds work (please keep me in your prayers that the allergy medication does the trick).

I’m doing so much better,

I like to go with Mom to irrigate.

I never liked to go with mom to work in the hay so I don’t even ask to go then.

Besides Mom doesn’t really want me to walk about in the high pollen grasses right now.


Here I am. Boomer Beaglie Brown doing ever so much better!

Snapping Photos of Earth’s Flying Jewels — Thursday, May 28, 2020

A little Black-Chinned Hummingbird kept flitting from wire to fence as I walked down the long, long farm lane

I found watching it a huge delight…like he was playing with me

Here I an here—see…then he would lift up and flit to the next section of the fence.

Sometimes my finger on the camera button is a tad too slow…what was a beautiful bird is now only tail feathers in the lens. 🙂

Who do I help the hawk for lunch or the unsuspecting dinner?

Sometimes I don’t really know what to do.  So I turned away.  I didn’t want to know how things turned out. That instant where something is one thing, then suddenly something else…I just don’t like knowing about it.

Birds are always awake, even before the sun comes up

(Looking at our farmhouse and farmyard from way over there across two fields)

Our world is so beautiful…full of songs in so many forms.

From my heart to your world,


Spring Full of Lovely Tender Music—Wednesday, May 27, 2020

I came, with a camera, stalking a wee little bird resting on a fence post top

The lift of wings, the second I was noticed

Then away, away….up into the tree where I couldn’t see it anymore.

From my world to your heart,


In the Stillness of the Soil is Growth —- Tuesday, May 26, 2020

The corn is growing might nicely

Terry just finished cultivating all the many, many rows, giving the little baby corn a fighting chance.

One more field to plant—more than likely alfalfa or grass or a mix of the two.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,