Our Farming Hearts—-Thursday, April 28, 2016

Yesterday was another chill spring day of damp and moving air.

SeedTerry continued planting the corn, then worked on the pinto bean fields.  We are close to starting water on those fields, close, but not yet.

Trash-in-the-canalWe are still experiencing lots of trash in the canals.  It’s a daily job to keep the water ways clear.  We will fight this trash until the middle of June.  By that time all the fields above us will be planted, all the canals and laterals will be open, and the wind should have died down.

April-Moon-3I’ve enjoyed my series of photos of the April full moon.  They give me a small bubble of happiness whenever I look at them. What is so delightful is the moon really is tinged with pink.  Therefore, the full moon of April is called the Pink Full Moon.  Perfect I do believe!

While Terry planted I filled up several buckets, of our saved shelled corn from last year; soaked the corn in water for a couple of hours then took a bucket out to the end of the field (which I will do for every field) and started scattering the seed.

Feeding-PheasantsWe do this because the pheasants LOVE scratching up the sprouting corn seed and eating them.  If I can give them enough soft (easy to get too) corn they will leave the fields alone.

RunI came across one of the males running along in front of me as I worked.  It was blowing a little hard  so he thought he could out-run me instead of trying to fly into the wind.

FLYGiving up running he took off; just watching him go gave me a breathless feeling!  What a beautiful bird!

Storm-MovingAlthough, it wasn’t raining right on us, huge rain chuts were drenching parts of the Uncompahgre Plateau.  (Un-come-pah-gray—accent on the pah)

On-a-Ditch-Bank-1The sheer ordinariness of the day fills our farmer’s heart with good!

Your friend on a Western Colorado farm,



Stillness—Tuesday, April 28, 2015

2I love the outdoors!  Even as a child I spend hours and hours by myself playing in Surface Creek, which ran behind our my parents home.  I enjoyed the freedom of riding my bike between our and my grandparent’s house. Walking through the cherry orchard, or the apple orchard looking for bird nests, or just laying in the irrigation ditches looking up at the sky, watching the clouds come and go.

Today we would say: “Becoming one with nature.”  Back then I was just ‘being’.

3I still love the outdoors.  The energy and the feel of earth, the sky, the elements — still give me that same peace I felt as a child.

4Walking home from the other house last night I thought the sun and the storm clouds and the feel of the earth of marvelous! This is our house looking from the other house.

5I tried to capture, for you what I was seeing and feeling.

14Beauty was everywhere.

Iinto-the-nightYour friend on a Western Colorado Farm,