It’s been raining all around us
Which is okay
The peaceful and beautiful showers gift us with Rainbows!
Of which, the Earth repays in hearts!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
(From Pinterest)
I’ve been seeing Sundogs lately
One on Sunday afternoon, late, at our friend’s house on the base of Grand Mesa
There in the tranquility of that vast immense sky, while we sang Happy 77th Birthday.
Then last evening, out on the land, as the irrigation water rippled and flowed
I saw another sundog dancing in the heavens dressing the sky in unusual splendor.
Harvest is coming soon everything says… the harvest is Fall.
Harvest beginning to dress the land.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Once more I have been gifted with the beauty of a lovely rainbow.
In my mail first thing in the morning I had this wondrous gift from a long-time reader, Joe.
“Something for you.” he wrote.
And there it was in the cold air fragrant with rain. The dance of colors flickering through the sky, glowing like jewels sparkling just there for all of the world to see
the gift of a rainbow!
Thank you, Joe!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
This weekend Terry and I received company of the most delightful kind. Bob and Elaine– long-time blog friends– drove over from the Black Forest, Colorado for an overnight visit
I fixed parmesan chicken, fresh corn on the cob, and tossed salad, with store bought ice cream on a stick for desert! Then we sat around and talked and talked and talked, until Terry said—“Goodness, I need to go change the water”—in the dark, with just a flashlight to aid him.
The next morning we had bunch — I made Huevos Rancheros, served with huge plates of fresh fruit–cantaloupe from Rocky Ford, Colorado, (thanks to Elaine and Bob), grapes, papaya, watermelon an assortment of cheese plus coffee.
All too quickly it was time for them to leave.
I had to laugh at a go fast Mercedes Benz sitting right next to the tractor in our farm yard!
Friends and Family—they are the cream on the jug of life!
Love,
Linda
I do believe I am one of the luckiest people in the world. I have so many wonderful blog friends and each one of you is so amazingly generous to me!
Megan sent this to me with the following:
“Good morning Linda! I looked out my window this morning and couldn’t believe what I saw! I knew I had to send you a picture!! 
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” It was quite a feat getting my camera to focus on the web and not the garden behind it. The neighbors must have thought I was nuts hanging out the window taking pictures of who knows what ”
Megan
A Heart from a Spider, as a gift the world! Thank you, Megan!
Love,
Linda
This is something we rarely hear about anymore. Although, when I was a child I remember playing in our front yard when our neighbor across the road had one of their three haystacks burst into flames.
Everyone close by rushed to help Mr. and Mrs. Shock put out the fire, but nothing could be done to save the three haystacks. By the time the Cedaredge Fire Department arrived all three stacks were on fire. Cedaredge is a good 20 minutes from where we lived so the time it took to call the operator (yes we still had telephone operators back then) have her alert the volunteer fire department and personnel, for everyone to arrive at the station and then drive down there a goodly amount of time had past. A goodly amount of time.
Momma watched with my brother and I while all the men did what they could. When questioning her “WHY?!?!” She explained that the hay stack had gotten so hot inside that the fire started, which was a amazing thought to a small 6 or 7 year old.
Gradually I began to understand that when hay is stacked up still wet (or too fresh or too green, however you like to think of it) the heat will build until a fire will self-start. A fire like that is called spontaneous combustion.
It was an amazing site and one that still stays with me even now. Terry is very, very careful to never put up hay that is too wet for just this reason. Also wet hay can mold, which is not good for animals to eat causing many air born and other illnesses. It’s a matter of timing for good rich hay complete with the little leaves still attached to the stem. The little leaves are the rich source of protein perfect for maintaining good health in animals.
Today is groomer day for the dogs…I’m sure Fuzzy isn’t going to appreciate where we are going. But he will enjoy the ride (until we get there, that is!:))
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
L.R. Wigram, city commissioner, caught a trout in one of the Grand Mesa lakes this week which weighed 6-1/2 pounds, and measured 24 inches in length. This is said to be the largest rainbow trout caught this season.
That big blue mountain is Grand Mesa.
When my brother and I were growing up we spent lots of time with our parents and grandparents who loved to fish. We ‘went fishing’ on Grand Mesa mostly, but I think my brother would go with Granddad and they would ‘head-up the Muddy’ and go fishing.
When I saw this little news story in the August 22, 1913 Delta County Independent it brought back many happy memories of times with my dear parents and beloved grandparents.
Happy Fishing,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 