There is something so extra special
When something unexpected comes your way
Taking you by surprise
That is what happened to Terry and me yesterday in the mail.
A special hand-made card-sending us strength and love as we move through this time with
Our darling little Beagle.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
While Terry did all the things he needs to do
To get the corn harvested.
I headed out to put the farm to bed.
The day was just lovely.
There was a nice breeze
Cooling me as I worked.
One ditch finished.
A few more to go.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Terry went out first thing Monday morning
Shelled some corn into a bucket
Then had the corn tested for moisture
WOW! 10%!
Normally we start at 14%!
So there you go
Several weeks early
The 2020 Corn Harvest has begun!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
As you know I love to feed the little wild creatures
fun little snacks they would never ever get
unless someone goes to the grocery store and buys them.
Usually,
it goes down like this —Stanely or Stewart or someone
from the Vacuum Cleaner family shows up—Cute little furry rodents with darling little faces
Sometimes, but not always, the Quail get there and can snarf up the remaining bits leaving a clean plate for everyone else.
But yesterday, the little chipmunk made it up there before everyone else. He/she stood and his/her mouth flew open as is to say: WOW!
It was a perfect treat for Chipmunk and a perfect treat for me!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
When I’m out and about
Of course, I travel now without my darling little beagle
(Taken by a game camera in the yard)
And I always stop and stand very still, using my zoom lens
And he/she always dashes off when the click of the camera is heard.
But still—it takes a spell for my heart to slow down and I can move on.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Mom thought, and so did I, you might like to know how I am doing.
We had a touch-and-go bit of time, not so long ago, but I have some new medication that helps the liver not only digest, but start to heal.
Mom and I think it is working.
At least we hope so.
I feel much better…I go outside and work with Mom. Well, Mom does all the work, I just follow her around and watch her work while lying in the grass.
I do go on very small walks with Mom and Mindy…just out to the Butler Bins and back. That is far enough. It has a tendency to wear me out if I walk too far.
Mom never makes me, I go if I want to,
or I stay home or inside if I want too. Mom says whatever I want, it is up to me.
I did take my last ride on the four-wheeler, though. It was enough. I don’t want to get up there anymore. It’s hard on my belly. Maybe again sometime, but I doubt it.
So that is how I am doing. I do whatever I want and I get to eat whatever I want. Mom says sometimes it’s hard to figure out WHAT I want to eat. But she always figures out something yummy—-like roasted chicken sandwich meat, YUMMM!
AND I GET LOTS OF KISSES on my NOSE!!! Ear rubs and tummy rubs…life is good.
Anyway, here I am. Doing much better.
Boomie the Wonder Beagle.
Sometimes, when out watching the birds swooping and diving
I also see
That most
Magnificent of hunters
Searching, searching, searching,
Searching for dinner. (I love seeing the shadow, also.) — I use a zoom lens. Just so you know. 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Soon it will be time for the “TIME CHANGE”, which is always a wrench in the cog-wheel of time
If you look closely you can see the school bus making its way, picking up children in the pre-dawn light.
When the time change comes along, this scene will switch.
Then a person can see the bus coming up the hill (instead of down) after dropping off children from school…heading back to the bus barn in the near-dark.
They really need to just let the time stay the correct time…it works ever so much better for everyone.
Just say’n.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
It’s the third time we had a killing frost
From this point on the temperatures will keep sliding down, down, down
I won’t show you the broken and blacked stalks of once beautiful
And lushly green things
Only those objects, which make up the beauty of Autumn
Although, I feel like this is a time when the earth is taking a deep breath
Busily gathering all its energy unto itself
Silently,
but obviously,
pulling everything inward
Singing to us
A beautiful, haunting good-bye
Song.
As the days go by.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
My inner-clock runs on the time
Of Spring, Summer, and Fall
A sort of energy level to match those three seasons…
Winter seems to last FOREVER and 
goes on and on…a season as long as
Those three added together.
Like one great big long continuous season.
Because of that looming frozen time, I try to make the most of this one
Spending as many moments as possible enjoying the riot of color
And the fact I can still wear flip-flops without socks! 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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