A very brilliant rainbow
hovered RIGHT there by us.
Actually, the tail end of TWO rainbows were in the sky— Rainbows in the East
And a sundog in the west!
WOW! We were double blessed!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
This is my friendly Red-Winged Blackbird
I fancy he likes to have his photo taken
This is one of the Robin families living by the equipment area
And this one lives in my herb garden
This Starling was trying to get into the hen house and have a snack of chicken food when I snapped this
Oh, yes…I do think you just might like your photo taken. 🙂
Ahhh! How could I forget? Yes, you also love your photo taken.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We have started the next round of haying
Second cutting of the first field. Two more fields to go.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
“Okay, Dog. I guess you are here to stay.” TLC sorta kinda growled at Boo Berry. “If you are going to stay you gots to learn some things.”
Boo Berry cocked her head, “Okay. Like what?”
“Well, for one thing–-HOW TO BE A DOG!” TLC shouted.
“I know how to be a dog.” Boo Berry replied. “But my world has been rather limited, you know. From birth actually. I have always lived in a kennel. From the very beginning.
Then when I left Mom, I went to the kennel at my new home. I only heard other dogs unless a boy dog was put into my kennel with me. After that I had puppies and then the whole process was repeated. I was a very good dog and did everything a dog in a kennel does.”
“Well, now you are here. With Mom, Dad, and ME—-it’s time to learn a few other things.
Like ‘doing your business’ outside and not in the house.
It’s okay to RUN fast and turn circles in the air.
And the grass is ever so soft and nice and green.
But most of the all—you need to learn about mice.”
“Mice? Why?”
“They are yummy to eat.”
“Ummm, I don’t think so. I only like soft food that comes out of a hard thing. I don’t like that dry cereal stuff I had to eat in the kennel.”
“Well, your choice. I like canned food also, and cereal for a treat, but MICE! Why MICE are the best!”
“And while we are at it—there are birds. SHHHH don’t let Mom know I told you that…she gets very upset if I chase and eat a bird. But…BIRDS ARE YUMMMMMMMMMMMY!”
“What about those birds that live in that little house Mom goes out to off and on? You know the one with those BIG BIRDS! Birds bigger than the both of us.”
“Oh, well…hummm, well, I did try to tackle that white one, but she pecks very hard, and her toenails can dig in DEEP! My advice is not to eat any of those birds.” TLC advised.
“Okay. They don’t look soft and yummy anyway,” replied Boo Berry. “But I can tell you this.” Boo Berry paused for effect.
“THEY ARE FUN TO CHASE!!!” (But only if Mom says I can, which is when she wants to put them up for the night and they won’t go.)
“You have a job!” TLC puzzled. “WOW! Already. Well, I have a job eating mice and you have a job rounding up CHICKENS!”
“Hey, Boo Berry! You do know how to be a dog!” TLC exclaimed
Farm Dog and Farm Cat—buddies.
TLC and Boo Berry Brown
We were visiting very lovely friends who live at the base of Grand Mesa when a refreshing little rain shower cleared the air and delivered to us
A RAINBOW singing overhead with the most brilliant of colors!
What a wonderful gift!
From my heart to your world,
Linda
When over by the equipment (spreading seeds for the wildlife)
I saw the cutest little family
Searching for seeds!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
MOM!
Mom!
I have something for you!
TLC Cai-Cai
(Oh, you ask how BBBB and I are doing. We got it figured out. I’m bigger than her and therefore, I am the boss.)
Oh. One more gift for Mom or Dad
Yep.
That’s Me. A good protector of the farm,
TLC Cai-Cai
Sometimes,
Sometimes, I feel
Like there is just too (TOO) much to do
Each day is so FULL of things that must be done
That the little pieces of ‘organization’ have to sit and wait
Flying, flying, faster and faster
From the start to the end of each day.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
In a scene with out human presence
Within the sunlight
And the shadows
There is more happening
That the human mind
Knows about
Or can even understand
Incredulous, wonderful, happenings
Which makes up our world
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
You finally grow to a point
Where you stop worrying about what other people think of you
And you can still remember what
It is like to be young,
And, finally, by this time
You realize there is beauty in storms
That sunshine is a gift, along with everything else in each and every moment of your day
If you are patient everything passes
But for a short length of time, 
There is always a gift in a storm or otherwise.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 