Hummmm
OH! The chickens have been out here!
“BOO BERRY BETTY! STOP EATING CHICKEN POOP”!!! Mom screamed at me.
(Well, Mom, you’ve been saying you think it’s neat I’m learning how to be a dog.” Heee HEE, chuckle, snort!)
Boo Berry
Slowly, slowly we are greening up. We go from a couple of warm days then back to very cold, spitting snow, wind-blowing days. Then it’s a repeat.
I guess that really is what Spring is about. Warm up too hard and fast we will have floods and the drought will come back.
So slowly, slowly forward we go.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Although, it is cold and stormy. With ice on the running rows of water
There are such beautiful signs of early Spring (a wooly bear caterpillar)
Work continues, in wind, the mists of rain and sleet,
It’s a beautiful world of ours. We really can’t ask for more.
“As men believe so is their world.” from the Mists of Avalon, Marion Zimmer Bradly
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
(Backing up the water so the headgate will fill)
Mom and Dad just thought (HOPED) that last week’s big wind was the last big wind!
(Scary walking across that tiny board—Mom won’t even try. I don’t get out of my basket)
Nope!
Nadda!
Not at ALL!
(That is the trash dug out of the canal so the water could start)
We (Mom, Dad, Me (sometimes) worked all day in a big, big wind Tuesday and all day Wednesday.
70 m.p.h. gusts of wind getting the water started on the farm.
(We (Terry) must check the headgate several times a day to keep the trash out)
This is a hard, hard time, not only the wind but all the winter trash that comes down the water, plugging up the headgate. That makes Dad have to go check the headgate off and on. As I already said. 🙂 Boo Berry
Black Beauty, and my human sister, Shannon helped.
Once the water got to the horse pasture, Shannon, Kya, and Black Beauty took over setting the water in the horse pasture; Mom and Dad finished up on the new corn field.
It is so cold here we have been in a freeze warning which will last until Sunday.
Mom grew up in a huge fruit orchard—so this frozen stuff always makes her glad our livelihood is not based on fruit. This time of year is dangerous for fruit growers.
Okay, here is the deal: the WATER IS ON the FARM!!! (of which I get to go and help with) At least two (or more) times a day.
Mom says I am a very good irrigator! I don’t jump in the water like Kya and stop the tubes,
I just hang right by Mom like Black Beauty does Shannon.
TLC stays home all stretched out by the fire! Hummmmm.
(Who is stretched out by the fire? I am guarding the farmyard. TLC)
Boo Berry
The alfalfa is growing rapidly now
The grass field is showing perfect clumps of grass
Soon!
Very soon Terry will mark these fields out (three alfalfa fields and one grass) and we start the water on them.
The only thing we are waiting on is for the canals to fill.
Then we begin; twice a day, every day for the rest of Spring, Summer, and middle of Fall, irrigation!
Soon! VERY SOON!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
It’s that time of year when we haul dirt from the settling pond
One truckload at a time.
The wind was terrible in the afternoons
With little showers the first day
After 16 loads Terry said–“Done for now, we will get the rest later in the year.”
It wouldn’t have been too bad but for the wind.
Anyway,
Done for now.
We go home to hot baths, a light supper, and to stop for a spell.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
(I don’t realize how old I am until I see my hands! Then I know 🙂 )