Inchoate Jumble—Sunday, August 30, 2020

Sometimes I don’t know how to write

What it is I want to say to you

The words I need in which to express what I am thinking

Feeling.  The right words.

We had rain, on Saturday

Much needed and very much appreciated

The rain caused the heat to break

Cooling down the sky and the earth

Bringing with it a lushes goodness

Fall is not very Far off now

Although, I have been thinking that for a couple of weeks now

The rain and heavy cloud cover

has made my thoughts and

words feel real

Change is occurring.  My beloved Summer coming to end.  But also the hideous heat.

Changing, tumbling along in so many ways now.

I guess all we can do is ride through them.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Traveling Here and There Friday, August 30, 2019

Mom and I hopped onto the four-wheeler and headed over to

the old grain head to see if Mom could find anyone to take a photo of.

Now….let me tell you…that takes TONS of time.  Sit, wait, sit, wait…not! For! ME! 

I take off sniffing around the area to get the local news.  Mind you, I don’t go as far as I used too.  These old legs of mine just don’t like to travel like they did years ago.

But I still head off.  Let Mom sit there and WAIT.

So Mom waited and saw:


Stanley the Squirrel,



and a cool bird, neither she or I had ever met.

Then, even MOM got bored, so we headed back home.

After lunch, and a very long nap for me—I got a little tired out there—

Dad said, “Who wants to go to town with me?”

You guessed it!

MOM and I!

Boomer, your wonderful Beagle friend



The Music of the Sky—-Thursday, August 30, 2018

A couple of days we had storm clouds scudding across our skies….sometimes with winds of great magnitude.

But right here…right where we live

The rains didn’t fall. Although, we heard of other places close by having rain

Still, for us, we received just as much joy

For we were wrapped in the arched color of rainbows

The sky teeming with a myriad of colors as the storms moved ever eastward

Standing still in the silence of the rainbows I heard the raindrops ring out like small bells.

From my heart to your world,


The Glow of an Extra-Ordinary Day—Sunday, August 30, 2015

Evening-1Everybody has sadness, and people or things who bring regret or pain.

Everyone has those times that feel like the Four Horses of the Apocalypse have descended upon their life.


Eventually peace is restored, the angry people fade away or disappear, the ugliness of the situation is throw out — like a pail of dirty water

More-Clouds(Clouds reflecting in the irrigation water)

ingThere are many situations human beings can’t fixed.

Rainbow-1Then we see the answer.

Rainbow-4We are not without hope, and peace, or comfort.


Your friend on a Western Colorado Farm