The Adventures of TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-It’s Just Me, Friday, August 6, 2021

When I woke up one morning, I realized Mindy was missing.

She didn’t come in for her regular spend the night and eat some kitty candy

Nor was she anyplace I could find her on the farm.

I meowed out at the barn,

I called by the Grain Bins,

I meowed and called and squalled in the hay stackyard.

I looked in Dad’s collector ‘parts’ cars,

I looked in all the grain trucks (there are three of them)

I walked down the corral fence and hollered constantly.

Then I went over into the orchard and meowed,

When I got back into the farmyard,

Mom was outside looking for Mindy also.

So, we both called.

After all that I knew.

But Mom kept calling for her for days and days,

Even going out at night (which she would NOT let go with her)

and called for Mindy

Sigh!

It’s lonely here without Mindy.

TLC Cai-Cai

Gathered Close—If Only for a Brief Second, Thursday, August 5, 2021

Sometimes I am doing something when I see my hand

It shocks me, if only for a brief moment of time

For I think, I see my Momma’s hand.  It startles me for I know she is not here, she is beyond the Veil, somewhere.

This sudden ‘seeing’ of Momma started sometime this farming season, I can’t pinpoint when.

But there she is, just for a moment, reaching through the veil touching me, gathering me close, stirring my heart, filling my mind with the memory of her and her tender yet firm love of me.

I am now older than Momma when she died.  I no longer have a compass, a way to approach each day, year, or a single tiny bit of time.  She passed away, many years ago- the year 2000, when she just turned 71.

Thank you, Momma, for the brief, gentle time of walking with me, I know you are with me when I see your hands on mine.

From my heart to your heart,

Linda

 

 

The Tapestry of Wings Glinting in the Sunlight —- Wednesday, August 4, 2021

Common Pheasant….he is a great one to scare a person by squawking and flying up suddenly at your feet 🙂

Northern Harrier Hawk  

Hunting, hunting, hunting.

And that wonderful little nymph-like spirit

Called

Hummingbird….riding like a wisp on the currents of our air.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Quiet Days — the Kind that Leaves No Mark, Tuesday, August 3, 2021

It’s been raining here,

Little showers of delight

Our air, ground, and souls cooling way down

Making a person think it might be Autumn

It makes me feel like Fall

Time racing forward

That summer will be over (too) fast.

Moments racing ahead…

The rain is nice, it’s actually making puddles

Still…over there — just beyond

Is Fall…

Autumn

The cool down, just before

Ah, well…until then

Our days go Quietly forward…

Your friend on a western Colorado farm

Linda

 

Beneath the Stars and the Bright Lights —- Monday, August 2, 2021

So…just what does a farmer do for fun

You load up your Classic Tractor

(For some reason, I can’t get my actual pull video to show up.)

And you go to a tractor pull; whereby,

He did very well; pulling 76% of his tractor’s weight!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Moments of Beauty — Sunday, August 1, 2021

I still have not seen Mindy

I will keep looking and calling

Watching for her in the special places she loved

My heart whispers to her

I send prayers to the Heavens asking to know; for

Peace to fill my soul, if she has passed over the Rainbow Bridge

Or to somehow understand

If she is just hiding from me

Has she developed kitty dementia?

Has she had a kitty heart attack and died somewhere

and been carried off by a predator?

My voice calls, my heart whispers, and my soul cries.

Sigh,

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Missing Mindy — Friday, July 30, 2021

I can’t find Mindy

She is missing.

She didn’t come in several nights ago for her “Mindy Time”

I can’t find her anywhere.

I’ve called, I walked the place looking for her

I put out a game camera

Trying to see if she shows up in any photos

I got this one on the 16th.

Then I moved the camera to here and got this one

But I’m not really sure it’s her.  We have a stray black cat that has shown up in the yard and it may be it.

Mindy Lou-Sue I miss you.

I hope you are alright

My heart is brimming with sadness.

The farmyard is silent in a sad and empty sort of way

I miss your wee little gifts

I miss you.

I wish I knew where you are, or what has happened to you.

I miss you, Mindy Lou-Sue, My Min-Min.

From my heart to your heart,

Linda

Why? — Thursday, July 29, 2021

“The voyage of discovery consists not of seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.”–Marcel Proust

I have a snake (water snake) who lives in the hen house with the hens.  Randomly we (snake and I) scare each other.

Why would you tolerate a snake in the hen house, you ask?

This is why.

Snakes love to eat mice!

Way to go, Snake!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

 

Flight — Wednesday, July 28, 2021

There in the air

So heavy

One would think it could never fly

Yet there it is…flying high in the sky

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Before the Rain — Tuesday, July 27, 2021

Before the rain

That thing called WIND

stirred everything up

Spread the top of the soil

Here and there

And

Everywhere!

After the rain…the ending of a RAINBOW!!! 

YAY!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda