Soon, the big birds will come back
This is an old photo—but see–soon they will arrive
Get out of the house while you can—go walking in the sunshine. Lift your face to the sky
ENJOY!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
(That seeding hollyhock is BEHIND the chair 🙂 )
Nothing nicer than to sit and swing while the sun warms the earth and you!
Autumn. What a lovely time of year.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Autumn is a SHOUT of Glory! Even though the darkness is descending earlier and earlier each and every day.
It’s the accumulation of everything and anything: work, growth, seeding and reseeding, heavy blooming. It is the end result. The Harvest of, well, EVERYTHING!!! Even our hard work, even your hard work, we all come to this point.
Rejoice! Sing loud as you go about your days! Sing so everyone you meet can bask in your light!
Love you,
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We are in the waning days of Autumn now,
Beautiful days full of Loud Joyful Expressions
Compared to the soft kind pronouncements of Spring
Each day the music of Fall sings to me;
Filling our dreams with songs of falling leaves
The voice of the God(s)
Gifting us with beautifully adorned trinkets of colors and lights
The daily small treasures of Autumn.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
Everywhere the color of Autumn wraps around us
The yellow, gold, and orange leaves rustle in the wind
The boughs swaying and creaking gently against each other
Murmuring whispers of Good Night, Sweet Dreams
The Owls hoot sleepily as they wake in the treetops,
Love You, Precious Ones…it’s time for rest now.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Mom says I’m ten months old now. Ten Months.
I’ve been with Mom and Dad since I was 6 or 7 weeks old. That’s a long time. And it’s been a good time. I’m very glad I have Mom and Dad.
I really don’t know what happened—why I was thrown away at such a tiny, tiny age, but I was.
I used to have Mindy Kit-Cat Brown, but she left. Mom was really sad and upset for a very long time.
Neither Mom and I understand why Mindy had to leave, I wanted to be her friend and everything. Mom said Mindy decided to go, that she got jealous (whatever that is) and wanted a different life.
I’m sorry. This is a really nice life. I would share it with her.
Anyway, back to being 10 Months Old.
WHAT a great time I’ve been having—there are birds to chase, mice to capture and toss in the air, and grasshopper–-GREAT BIG GRASSHOPPERS! They hop AND fly.
But for some reason…most of the birds are gone, the mice aren’t I still find lots and lots of mice, and a random stiff grasshopper.
Mom says it’s because it’s turning cold outside.
Which brings me too now!
The sun has started taking a LONG time to wake up! A LONG TIME.
Mom won’t let me go outside until the sun is UP! She says I have to wait until all the wild cats,
the foxes, and the
coyotes have gone to bed. Then I can go outside and play.
I go outside! The minute she will let me! I RUN out the door and I don’t come back until I get hungry. And that happens in about an hour or two.
Sometimes Mom and Dad go to town. If Mom is riding to town with Dad, then I get to GO! Mom puts my green harness on with the long leash I like to bite and chew on. Loads me up on her lap and we are OFF!
It’s not my favorite thing to do, but I do rather enjoy it. I like looking at all the green things out the window, the people at the stores, but I hide when there are loud trucks and such around. I hide by putting my head in Mom’s elbow. Then when the sound is gone, I sit back up and look at everything.
Back home I help Dad and I help Mom, but mostly I look for things to play with.
Play is my work you see.
TLC Cai-Cai
The early morning rain brought a slightly clearing sky
The hint, just a wee hint, but still a hint
Of a turn coming
It probably won’t be long now until a killing frost arrives.
Until then, we will enjoy perfect early Autumn days
Where even the nasty weeds look attractive. 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Gosh, here we are the last day of September.
Tomorrow is October.
The shadows in Autumn are just a little bit thicker now
A little bit darker, the light from the sun more brilliant
The air holds a chill much easier
Although, the middle of the day holds a tad touch of Summer
I must confess, the only time of the year, the weeds are sorta kinda pretty.
Blink…time is moving fast.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
It’s been raining here,
Little showers of delight
Our air, ground, and souls cooling way down
Making a person think it might be Autumn
It makes me feel like Fall
Time racing forward
That summer will be over (too) fast.
Moments racing ahead…
The rain is nice, it’s actually making puddles
Still…over there — just beyond
Is Fall…
Autumn
The cool down, just before
Ah, well…until then
Our days go Quietly forward…
Your friend on a western Colorado farm
Linda
My inner-clock runs on the time
Of Spring, Summer, and Fall
A sort of energy level to match those three seasons…
Winter seems to last FOREVER and 
goes on and on…a season as long as
Those three added together.
Like one great big long continuous season.
Because of that looming frozen time, I try to make the most of this one
Spending as many moments as possible enjoying the riot of color
And the fact I can still wear flip-flops without socks! 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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