When everything starts to get overwhelming
Yep—a break in the fresh air always helps. 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
When we traveled to the Uncompahgre to see the melt—we noticed that the worm fencesÂ
Where starting to fall into rack and ruin.
It’s sad to see them go, they are such a part of our farming and ranching history.
But time changes everything—
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Something is going on
We’ve talked about it, but we can’t figure out what
Seems like the work around here has increased
Like into over-drive increase
Mom has the house in a dust, sweep, vacuum, mop, shine, polish MESS
And Dad comes in on the tractor then leaves,
Then heads back out on the four-wheeler
They seem to be in over-drive
Then Mom is outside moving around in all her flowerbeds and mowing the lawn, etc. in a frenzy
It’s been hard to keep up with her.
I can’t keep up either. I heard Mom and Dad talking about something called
Graduation
And party. I heard the word party.
Yeah! Graduation and party here at the farm!
COMPANY!!! I better hide!
I guess I won’t. I’ll help Mom the best I can.
Boo Berry Betty Brown
TLC Cai-Cai Brown
Good Morning!
Off we go—early, early—-everything is planted now
Everything receives its own share of the water
Storm clouds build every afternoon—although, we have only received sprinkles so far.
Tractor work is slowing down but will build up again come haying season
A quick check at noon, to make sure all the siphon tubes are running.
Then as the summer golden hour arrives we head back out for the last set of the day
Finishing up just as the luminous violet turns into night
From our world to your heart,
Linda
We drove up to the Uncompahgre Plateau
To see the great changes of
Snow turning into Melt and then on to our river (The Gunnison River)
We drove to the top passing huge streams of imperial melted snow heading down, down down
Not only is the melt occurring fast, but the water is also
moving downhill in a huge HUGE rush
The snow is changing
and reverberating into a world of
mud!
And huge muddy ponds
Finally, we made it to the top
At the gravel pit lake, the earth was in a state of hushed concentration called MELT!
Everywhere one looked it was Winter turning to Spring.
Sorta like February turning into March
Patiently. Steadily. Snow into water.
Water into that life-giving force we all use.
Well, there you have it. The Roubioux and Cottonwood Rivers; sources of roaring water—- flowing into the Gunnison River. (Then on to the Colorado River)
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Jelly is for each and every one
AHHH—Love is in the air
To dance (and fly) for joy
Learning to share is always important
Taking control is leadership—-just say’n
Yummmm
A great place for courting
Ahhhhh
Spring is in the air!
(Sigh! May the best man win)
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Coming down our long, long lane I saw the faintest of rainbows!
Which made me think to myself—–
Always, always God(s) is (are) speaking to us—in the trees, on the land, in the silence of the sky
Sometimes, (just sometimes) we forget to see/hear—but when we do—
WHEN WE DO!!!
The dazzle the God(s) share with us
is so stunningly perfect in its very simplicity.
A perfectly perfect gift!
From my world to each of your hearts,
Linda
(Song by Katrina And The Waves)
Hi Linda,
I’m a regular reader of your blog; it is a pleasure to read your positive and beautiful posts. I know you love rainbows, so I’m attaching a picture of a rainbow my husband and I saw while on a walk this morning on the Santa Fe trail in Monument, CO.  I wish the picture would have shown the complete rainbow, but it was so big it didn’t fit.
It was a spectacular sight. Happy Mother’s Day to you!
Diane F
What a marvelous—PERFECT-– Gift!
Thank you so much, Diane!
It is HUGE! And just beautiful! Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda