The Shed — Monday, April 5, 2021

Terry took the shed down with the loader

It wasn’t too hard, just a little on the concern side of things

Then once down we hooked it to the loader

Where he took it over to a ‘spot’

After that, he went back to work,

and I dismantled the whole thing.

Saving the tin and tossing the braces….well, most of the braces.


No more shed. ūüôā

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


The Sound of Water —- Sunday, April 5, 2020

After Terry marked out (put furrows) the cornfields, and the alfalfa fields

He made all the earth ditches, which carry the water onto the fields

Then he went back to the bottom each and every field to make the shallow waste ditch….this is the ditch, which catches the water, then moves the water to the next field or to the canal.

Then it was time for us to start the water onto the land.  You are looking at Terry opening the headgate and the water starting into the headgate

The water starts down the cement ditch where the trash is forked out by Terry and me

There is always lots and lots of trash; thanks to the cows (it gets caught in their hooves) and the wind.

There are lots of cement ditches on our place, so lots of forking out of the trash.

I always think how grateful I am for my arm muscles and for the ability to straddle the cement ditch — still, at my age. ūüôā

Now we start setting the siphon tubes.¬† (See that pooling of water—not good, we have to go out there and dig the furrow out and dam up the spots where the water broke out.)

There is no wasting of the water.¬† Ever.¬† Please don’t think that.¬† We water several fields all at the same time…water that runs by one field is put on another field, the water that goes to the end of the field goes onto another field.

And we work at it constantly.¬† Water checks every two hours to make sure nothing is happening, which shouldn’t be happening—like trash in the ditch causing the water to spill over the side, or trash in the furrow causing two (or more furrows) to run together, or trash in a tube stopping the water altogether.

To put in dams one must straddle the ditch again.

The over-flow of this dam, tells us we need to start two more tubes.

No waste. Ever!

One last time…one more check before the sighing of the night wind takes over.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



As Dawn Lightens the Sky and Evening Comes—-Thursday, April 5, 2018

We begin…”Why do we start so early?” Terry asks, although he knows the answer.

There is just so much to do.¬† Even if we don’t have the care of animals, we do have the care of the land.

The leaves are beginning to unfurl ever so slowly on the trees….first the cottonwood pushes off the little yellow sticky covers, the blooms burst forth (along with the pollen) and finally…if one looks closely the little tips of leaves are starting to appear.

It’s cold again (actually still–we had a couple of really nice days, but not right now.)

Look at the trash coming out of the canal

Masses of stuff.

My yard is the same way…all the corn leaves flew into the yard over the winter making lovely covers on everything.¬† Also making debris come spring, which I must now remove for the gently growing bulbs to spiral up into the spring air.


The little birds are all puffed up keeping warm….they, like us, are ready for warmer weather (although we are NOT having snow like some of you…my heart goes out to you waiting for melt and warmth!)


I am a person who believes in mysteries, in secrets of the Universe, and in the magic of the common daily existence

For you see, I see it each and every day, but ‘specially on that day when we start water on the land…then I can see and feel the heart of the earth beating, slow, incessant, humming —-pulsing—throbbing, throughout the day and into the night—all through the night and back into the day…

Reflecting into the sky, where it is manifested for all to see.

From my world to your heart,



The Morning Shivered with Frost—-Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Although the morning temps were way, way below freezing

The Spring sun broke out from storm clouds and lite up the earth in a golden light

The shadows being pushed back; shrinking into the last place of dark¬†comfort by buildings, fences and trees…waiting to rise again to join the coming of night.

The crazy, wild, bone-chilling wind of yesterday has gone the way of a thousand moaning lost souls…

Farm work started back up—the sounds of the day: the thrill of the Western Meadowlark, the chirp of a pair of nesting Robins, and the singing of the Red-Winged Blackbirds adding into the distant hum of the tractor in the field.

These are my sounds of comfort;  a chilly, but nice peace floating on the golden light, of the morning sun.

From my world to your heart,



Spring has Sprung—Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Yesterday was one of those amazingly lovely days…the air was soft, with a gentle warm breeze.


The canal bubbled and sang, being fed by the Blue Mesa Dam.


It leapt and danced, beyond my little orchard, roaring past, exuberant with drops of spray


The air smelled of fresh green things

Leveling-the-hay-field-to-bTerry is ¬†leveling the field in front of our house….this six acres will become one of the new alfalfa fields


It was one of those days that makes a person yearn to run free upon the earth


The earth,the sky, the very air beckoning—‘come, feel your blood humming in your veins—come rejoice with me this awakening–come.’

Spring is finally here.  My soul is full of joy!

With Love,


A Little of This and a Little of That—Sunday, April 5, 2015

Over-PlateauThe eclipse was really cool to watch the other night. ¬†Because we are way out in the country, and we live¬†down a country lane, we don’t sleep with our curtains or drapes pulled. On full moon nights the moon beams stream into the bedroom right onto the bed and in my eyes. ¬†Therefore, I was awake and ready to watch the Super Moon be eclipsed.

The eclipsed started close to five in the morning…turning a dull brick red around six or so. ¬†We never had a full eclipse because the sun started coming up before the moon could be completely covered.

That’s okay…I enjoyed watching every minute of what we had anyway.

Easter-EggsThe kids got all their Easter eggs dyed ¬†ready for the big hunt today. ¬†It was fun having an egg dyeing party once more in my kitchen. ¬†It’s been a long time since the last time eggs were dyed here. ūüôā

PearWe’ve had several nights of freezing weather—I’m sure the apricots are gone, and now the pears. ¬†The plums, sour cherries and the apples just might make it this year, but only time will tell. ¬†Still the blooms on the pear trees are pretty.

Easter MornEaster morning is beautiful. ¬†Today is our last day with the kids, they will go back to Craig, Colorado, late this afternoon. ¬†But first we (all of our daughters and son-in-laws and grandchildren and even Jason’s Dad) are all going to the Uncompahgre Plateau for an Easter Picnic.

I am wishing for each of you a marvelous and wonderful day today!

Happy Easter my Friends!