Hello!
A wee, but perfect, little snack bar
OH! Sharing with a Robin
Here, try this little bit I plucked out of the tray just for you—something light, bright, and oh, so sweet. 🙂
From my world to your heart,
Linda
The corn is tasselling
The baby ears are forming
Summer, laughing softly, as time slowly slips toward Fall.
The song of Corn,
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Another thing you need to pay attention to is the BIG, LOUD, STUFF!
Like the tractors
Corn choppers
Hay Swather
The baler
Old trucks
Mom and Dad’s four-wheelers,
The pick-ups
Mom’s Car
The Lawnmower,
All those things can KILL you! Smash you flatter than a smashed miller.
When you hear one start-up or
one coming into the farmyard
RUN!
Your life depends on it!
Mindy Lou-Sue, or as Mom calls me, Min-Min
Sometimes I think to myself, that the Old Gods
Those awe-inspiring Gods of long-long-long ago
Are still here among us
Only we have different names for them now. (Like nature, wind, rain, etc.)
They are still here, flying with the birds in the air
Singing to our hearts and minds and souls in the morning
And in the evening.
They are in the sunlight,
And glittering off the tiny wings of Humming Birds
They gather in the most unlikely of places
They bring together the edges
Lifting up our hearts
When our hearts have tripped, or fallen slightly, or leaned a little too far here or there
Then the old Gods rebalance everything, even us.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
While out-and-about
I saw a coyote (from a distance) hanging out where the swather had been sitting and where the squirrels were playing.
He/she was sporting the Summer-fur look.
POUNCE!
A quick dash off.
Sigh!
I drove the four-wheeler over to the spot, to save the rest of the surry of squirrels, at least for a short while.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
This is so exciting!
A family of squirrels fell in love with the swather.
Their very own playground (for a spell, at least).
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Terry cut the third field of alfalfa…
Now we wait for it to dry.
Even though this field is just cut…it has been sold.
Sometimes the unique occurs…Marianne from Northview Diary sent me this:
I like to go for rides! In the Pick-Up with Mom and Dad.
I get to see lots and lots of stuff. I like learning about STUFF!
Mom makes me wear my harness; as soon as she puts it on, I KNOW! WHEEEEE! Off we get to go!
I don’t whine or meow or anything. When I get tired, I curl up on Mom’s lap and sleep.
I have, also, figured out MICE! I watched Mindy bring Mice to Mom and get lots and lots of pets for bringing Mom mice. So I got Mom a mouse also.
That Mouse was LOTS of FUN! I played with it here and there and, well, gosh everywhere.
No, I didn’t eat it. I only eat cereal and yummy stuff in a can. The eating mouse thing, Mindy does I just don’t get.
Anyway…I AM A BIG KID NOW!
TLC Cai-Cai
Even though we have hay down (sigh)
The gift of rain blessed our part of the world.
A simple necessity, and a not so small joy!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 