That Awful Phase — What If—Sunday, April 19, 2020

Time…it is something we always, always, always, and forever think we have enough of–

Time, it shows up in lots of ways…like I will do that tomorrow

Or, I’ll get to that, just not right now

Or I know I need to: get that done, go help this person or that person, say a kind word

to this or that person

Then life happens, or a person’s lack of ‘getting it together’ happens

We get lost in our own world, while what we really needed to doing or saying or helping or…

Never gets past that other phase called “Good Intentions”

So, before it is too late, and all that I have left is that thought

What if?!?!?

I want to tell you THANK YOU, for being loyal readers all these years.  Thank you to those who leave chatty comments…whereby everyone gets to know one another.

Thank you for sharing with me that small little burst of yourself.

You make my blogging joyful and lend a warm glow to my day.

Very much from my heart to each of you,


Propelled into Motion—-Thursday, April 19, 2018

I checked the pears…gone.  Most of them anyway. Once more we lost the apricots and the pears.  My lilacs are starting to bud so I hope the temperatures stay up and I can have lilac blooms.  It’s been YEARS since I’ve had any lilac blooms.

The Apple trees are starting to bloom and I noticed buds on the prune and wild plum trees.  Everything is propelling themselves into spring…turning their little hearts toward sun and warmth.

I sure hope it starts to warm up and stay that way.

The clouds came in from the west yesterday—leaving patches of blue sky and warm sun, but completely filling the air from north, south, east, and west over night.

A swoosh of cold air has arrived, although the weather people say we will warm up to 77* today, then drop down to 59* tomorrow with huge winds starting this afternoon.

Which propels me forward for Terry and I are taking a trailer of old metal up to Montrose today and we must load it first! 🙂

So off I go to help gather old engine blocks, scrap metal, and other detritus accumulating here and there.

Have a good one!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



The Long Days of Spring—-Wednesday, April 19, 2017

After winter we are back in the world of ‘real’ leaving behind that time of dreaming…of planning—a sort of make-believe time, whereby we think of all the things we want to do ‘come spring’.

Saturday Terry got the two new culverts put in and under the driveway.  These culverts carry the water from the neighboring fields under our road back into the canal, on it’s way to the other farms below us.

The Red-Winged Blackbirds have decided to live in our thicket of trees and ‘hunt’ along the grass of our lawn…filling our days with restless and constant movement and joyful songs.

Although, the morning air still has the collected cool from the night before I open all my windows giving myself the gift of their songs.

The days are changing rapidly now…more warmth is arriving on the land.  And the wind…the wind has come (also)…starting as early as mid-morning; stopping after the sunsets.

It will be this way until all the snow is melted on the Uncompahgre Plateau.  By the first of June the wind will have died and the Plateau will be alive with spring flowers and….PEOPLE!

Finally, after last light, we are home. That welcoming refuge of strength and serenity, the soft glow of a few lights, as we settle down for an hour of exquisite delightful relaxation—Terry with a favorite TV show and I with some hand sewing.

Even with all the ‘stuff’ to do….I am so grateful and thankful for the coming of Spring!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,




A Gift from the Sky—-Tuesday, April 19, 2016

We had an unusual surprise yesterday morning…or possibly sometime in the night

Weather-Balloon-4A Weather Balloon

Weather-Balloon-3Now how cool is that!?!?

Weather-Balloon1Of course it doesn’t take much to please us.  We are simple people really.

Weather-Balloon-2I’ll get it all fixed up and run it into town later on today.

Sometimes gifts really do fall from the skies!

Your friend,


From That to This—Sunday, April 19, 2015

SunWe went from this—to


This all in a short time span.  It started raining, and raining, and raining turning everything in a huge slosh of mud.

See that child in the photo?  Yes!  We also have a surprise visit from the Grandchildren and their parents.


Even in the rain, our little archer had to go outside—there is much more to life than a electronic for this little granddaughter.

After a long time of rain, and rain, and more rain it finally stopped.

FogAround mid-night a huge fog descended blanketing the world in a dripping, silent shawl of grey mist.

fog-3.jpg The heavy mist shrouded the fields, as we changed the water.  Ah, yes the irrigation goes on even in this over-whelming moisture.  The goal is to soak the ground to at least a foot deep, then to have the water sub-over and meet in the middle between the furrows.  Upon checking the moisture level, Terry announced that the moisture was a foot deep…now to get it to sub over!

I know this is odd (for those of you who do NOT have irrigation, or sprinkler systems, or even worry about getting enough moisture into the ground), but here in the High Mountain Desert we do.  After over a hundred years of farming in our area the understanding of the moisture content to grow crops is very developed. Terry is a 4th generation farmer right here on California Mesa, his understanding of the complexity of the soil, water management, and health of the ground is to be admired.  (Even if I say so myself 🙂 🙂 🙂 )


April-Showers-1I got both lawns mowed, and the flower beds weeded, just before all of this moisture blew in- what a huge gift the snow and rain has been—we are turning GREEN!

I just LOVE seeing all this growth!  I just LOVE it!

Now the sun is out and burning off all the fog, sending the water into the soil, and drying up all the land.  Moving forward!—It’s a good thing!

Your friend on a Western Colorado Farm,