The frost is heavy now.
Boy, do I like it! No more heavy heat that makes me pant, and Boo pant.
Mom and Dad get hot, too. Boo Berry chimed in.
Oh, well, I suppose so, but they don’t have fur! I snapped.
HEY! Boo Berry, I hollered—CATCH ME IF YOU CAN!
So off we went.
Playing hide and seek.
And catch me if you can!
TLC and
Boo Berry
There are heavy frosts now each morning — but the days warm up nicely. (Although the air moving by on the four-wheeler is a tad sharp.)
Terry has two huge projects he (we) are working on right now. Here he is waiting for Boo Berry to catch up with us. We are going up to the ditch we are putting into the pipe.
Getting the open ditches into pipes will make irrigation much easier — they won’t silt up or grow weeds.
Even though the time changed — farmers and ranchers still work by the sun. When the sun is up, we work.
When it grows dark, we come in.
Doesn’t matter what the clock says. 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Sometimes I do wonder, at my age, what the next year, or two years, or even if there will be five years to wander here upon the earth.
Sometimes I feel a tad sad, because, after all, this is a marvelous, wondrous, exciting place to spend a lifetime
But I don’t wonder long, for I always seem to be gifted sparkles (glimmers), delights.
Yes, time may be bearing down on me — but my soul whispers….not yet.
And that is what I’m going with.
Not yet.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The killing freezes we’ve been having have loosened up the kochia weeds, coupled with the wind
Create tumbling tumble weeds.
If it ain’t one thing, then it ’tis another 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I had to go to town to get my weekly supply of groceries—you know, where you need a small loan from the bank in order to check out.
When I saw a RAINBOW—a symbol of hope, blessings, and continued favor from the God(s) who decides all things.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm
Linda
After another round of rain,
We had fog in the early morning!
Fog is a huge delight for me. It’s not unheard of here, but it’s usually a rather rare occurrence.
My mother always said fog was a cloud that sat down on the world—so we could enter the world of Fairy for a bit.
I delighted in that thought then, and I still do now!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
This beautiful rainbow as she was going out! WOW! So perfect and, well, perfect!
Thank you so much,
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I wanted to get a photo of a falling leaf….Yes, I know, simple things entertain me.
Surely I could find ONE! I could take a photo of it, surely
AND I DID!!!
Catch a falling leaf and put it in your pocket, save it for a rainy day. OOPPS
Catch a falling star!!!
Shish!
Still, the leaf does work…yes! It does!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We are set. Unless our winter is over-the-top cold..
Then we have to do more. We do have a cord of wood still to split. So I think we are fine.
(Caught on the game camera—I wanted to see if the deer came into the yard, but they didn’t)
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I found this really neat rock—with a message on it
I think it says DAD.
After all, I think it must be a tad hard for a rock to write. 🙂
What do you think?
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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