Supper! Time to fill the empty tummies
“Tears of joy are like the summer raindrops, pierced by sunbeams.”– Hosea Ballou
From my world to your heart,
Linda
We all met for an early supper at the Rock Slide in Grand Junction
Where we got to see their wonderful friends again. The last time was ten years ago.
They went to Palisade for wine and peaches seeing a rainbow and sending it to me.
Friends forever more!!
Your friend (truly) from a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I know, I know! You think Boo Berry Betty and I, Yours Truly, TLC Cai-Cai are the only ones who can make the hens scatter!
Well, I’m here to tell you—Mom can too. (Sometimes, not often, but, yes, sometimes.)
And the big, loud, HUGE machines can make the hens squawk and run.
BUT—-
Those hens have a few tricks in their feathers, let me tell you.
For one thing—NEVER! EVER! Chase Skitter Bug. EVER!! She has a very pointy, sharp beak. Just say’n.
And—Skitter is very much in charge of her flock and her BIRD SEED!
See Mom scatters bird seed out by the hen run so the birds will stay out of the hen house; the birds like to eat the chicken feed.
So Mom puts bird seed or hen scratch outside the run for the birds.
Now, if Skitter Bug sees the birds pecking around on the food on the ground—
Well, just let me say—
Skitter knows how to make those little birds
SCATTER!
TLC Cai-Cai
The smoke has been nearly constant, burning the eyes and smothering the land. But late evening brought a wind
That started to clear the skies from the dull light through the deep smoke
The wind gusting here and there adding to the
sweet joy of seeing the new baby alfalfa seeds taking hold and starting to grow
Even in the muted gray of the skies, and the true lack of real sunlight, the new field is starting to green up.
The evening colors weaving lushly in the sky
And bathing us with immediate relief.
Greenfields and clearer skies!
With even a hint of rain in the air!
WOW!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
For three evenings and two full days Terry and I were delighted and happy to have long-time blog friends come to our little farm for a whirlwind visit.
This is the fourth time in as many years we have had the great good fortune to have Bob and Elaine make the many hour trip to come see us. This time they brought their band new camper and brand new pick-up and lots and lots of yummy home-grown organic produce from their very own greenhouse.
We took them to the East Portal of the Black Canyon
So they could see where our irrigation water comes from.
The colors are starting to change, although it isn’t even September.
Elaine and I went rock hunting. Read interpretative signs, and Terry explained how the irrigation water gets to all the farms down the way.
Home again where I fixed Green Chili chicken, and roasted tomatillos salsa and chicken tacos for supper.
The next day we all headed up to Grand Mesa driving the whole length from the Delta side to the Mesa side coming into Palisade where we purchased pears and peaches.
And had a yummy lunch at Cafe 11.0 in Palisade.
Back home we had pork tenderloin cooked in apple juice with sliced apples, mashed potatoes, salad and fresh peaches and vanilla ice cream.
Suddenly it was time for our very delightful visit to end.
The time was just too short!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Last evening it looked like a storm (just might possibly) come in. The sky changed, the feel to air changed, it smelled like rain.
Then it blew away. Still today the haze is not AS bad.
I sure hope we (meaning everyone who is in dire need of rain) gets some soon. Rain to stop all the forest fires, to green up the earth, to clean the skies, and to bring life back on the land.
Your friend,
Linda
Linda Pierson from Just Another Day on the Prairie in Alberta, Canada, said I could use this photo of a bull snake sunning itself. A friend of her’s took the photo. It is such an unusual place to find bull snake I just had to share it will all of You!
On barbed wire no less!
Hope you enjoy!
Your farm friend on a Western Colorado Farm
Linda