I love watching the sun come up
The skylines seem to shimmer
The earth is black, the weeds streaking the edges of the earth
While the fire of the rising sun colors everything in its path.
The air seems to drift with the glowing sky
Sounds carry further in the early morning air
The God(s) have given us marvelous tools to live this life we live.
The patches of shadow, are always lit from above
The darkness fading into light.
The magic of a new, new day!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
While the hawk is hunting in another part of the farm
The bunnies (and I)
Enjoy a sweet little interlude
In the silence of
The equipment area.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We finished!
Before the weather changed
Without anything breaking down
Without too (TOO) long of waits in the long line to unload at the Elevator
Finished!
Last load!
YAY!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm
Linda
I was outside,
I LOVE OUTSIDE!
YES, I DO!!!
I was outside, looking for mice
So, I looked here
And I looked there
Then I headed into my garden
I looked
And
I SAW
POUNCE!!!
As I was starting to play with my food
(That is the best part)
Playing with my food
I heard
WHOOOOOOOOOOO HHHOOOOOOOOO
Looking up I saw
OWL!
When Mindy lived here, she said NEVER EVER Trust and OWL
I dropped what I was doing and ran to the house!
OWL! MOM! OWL!
MOM!
Good, Mom let me in.
SAFE!
TLC Cai-Cai
Sunlight bouncing off the weeds
In silence
The hunt to find food
This is our hawk…he/she has the damaged tail feather. It must be damaged at the root for it’s always this way over all the years.
I leave before I hear the dull thud…of contact
So, that, I only enjoy the beauty.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We had a bit of a wind, the other day…a whipping you in the face wind
Not a gentle hum of rustling leaves wind
But a PICK everything UP and FLING it around party wind
A get dirt in your face, eyes, and ears — wind.
Sometimes winds are like that—over the top, flicking you with ‘stuff’.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We give Thanks for the gifts that God(s) give to us
During this growing twilight time of year
For every season there is something to provide joy for each of us
Blessings of abundance
As the Autumn fades and we begin
our long ride into the dark of Winter.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
There! Right there in the crisp air was a large swirly, twirly cloud
Magic so close. Almost touchable!
WOW!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Under a thick black cloud
With chilly fingers of wind
Frosty clouds of rain and sleet dropped into the canyons
And across the Uncompahgre Plateau
The sun behind the clouds
Making everything glisten like an opal
The clouds like sparkling gems stones
Even unto the very end of the light of day.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
I was just minding my business—
you know, checking out the farmyard
Looking for mice
Chasing a bird or 60
When Dad came out,
got into that big THING that makes lots of noise
And headed to my CORNFIELD
Everything is TERRIBLY SCARY right now!
RUN!!!!!
TLC Cai-Cai
Life on a Colorado Farm 