The lovely, lovely moon
Broke through the thick and heavy clouds
Lighting our world in silver moon dust.
Oh, how I love the full moon and how the earth turns into a magic fairyland of light.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
TLC Cai-Cai and I went out to check the drying down of the corn
Still spots of green…still drying down.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
One morning we were covered in a very large cloud
The sun shining on the edges of our horizon
It was just one cloud, but oh, my was it a huge cloud!
Your friend on western Colorado farm,
Linda
The elusive feel of Summer is over…until next year
Our woodstove providing all the heat for our old bones
The lovely warmth (even HOT) of that special time (Summer)
Now only a memory as we move into that space just before —-W.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Tuesday and Thursday were a huge pain in my fluffy tail.
It rained.
Then it sleeted.
Then the wind blew a gale.
Then it rained again.
There is Nothing!
I mean NOTHING!
To do inside.
So, I went outside anyway.
What a stupid idea THAT was!
Mom said I have to get used to the fact that sometimes I just won’t want to be outside.
Like Tuesday, and Thursday….
I went outside all day Wednesday; Mom had to drag me back inside. (With the promise of Kitty Candy…just say’n.)
Sigh!
TLC Cai-Cai
Hi Linda
I hope you’re getting some well-earned rest after the hay marathon. If we were neighbours, I’d be coming in for a couple bales myself, to feed my forthcoming little flock when the weather’s a bit too dry for good forage.
And just before Terry went into for his hernia operation
We winterized the corvette. 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We had 750 bales of hay still to go to its new life as feed
Last week and Monday
It was loaded out and hauled away
Finished.
Whew!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The weather people are telling us
We are in the very last days of Summer.
Any time now…any time
A visit from Jack Frost will arrive.
Bringing with it lots and lots of snow for the mountains
And hard killing frosts, causing our temperatures to drop from the high 60’s into the low 50’s
These are the last days of Summer glimmering in the clouds, the sky, and on the land.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Mom says I’m ten months old now. Ten Months.
I’ve been with Mom and Dad since I was 6 or 7 weeks old. That’s a long time. And it’s been a good time. I’m very glad I have Mom and Dad.
I really don’t know what happened—why I was thrown away at such a tiny, tiny age, but I was.
I used to have Mindy Kit-Cat Brown, but she left. Mom was really sad and upset for a very long time.
Neither Mom and I understand why Mindy had to leave, I wanted to be her friend and everything. Mom said Mindy decided to go, that she got jealous (whatever that is) and wanted a different life.
I’m sorry. This is a really nice life. I would share it with her.
Anyway, back to being 10 Months Old.
WHAT a great time I’ve been having—there are birds to chase, mice to capture and toss in the air, and grasshopper–-GREAT BIG GRASSHOPPERS! They hop AND fly.
But for some reason…most of the birds are gone, the mice aren’t I still find lots and lots of mice, and a random stiff grasshopper.
Mom says it’s because it’s turning cold outside.
Which brings me too now!
The sun has started taking a LONG time to wake up! A LONG TIME.
Mom won’t let me go outside until the sun is UP! She says I have to wait until all the wild cats,
the foxes, and the
coyotes have gone to bed. Then I can go outside and play.
I go outside! The minute she will let me! I RUN out the door and I don’t come back until I get hungry. And that happens in about an hour or two.
Sometimes Mom and Dad go to town. If Mom is riding to town with Dad, then I get to GO! Mom puts my green harness on with the long leash I like to bite and chew on. Loads me up on her lap and we are OFF!
It’s not my favorite thing to do, but I do rather enjoy it. I like looking at all the green things out the window, the people at the stores, but I hide when there are loud trucks and such around. I hide by putting my head in Mom’s elbow. Then when the sound is gone, I sit back up and look at everything.
Back home I help Dad and I help Mom, but mostly I look for things to play with.
Play is my work you see.
TLC Cai-Cai
Life on a Colorado Farm 