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
Although I love summer best, my heart leaps into my breast with flares of joy for spring and then once more for the bright lovely days of Autumn
Autumn to me is more than a dying time, or a song sorrow, or a lament to the Old Gods
Its a time of remembering—as the leaves fall down on the weary ground and the plants close up for another year
The sky seems to [also] brighten into strong colors even more so than the brilliant summer skies
The air is not full of the smell of green growing things and thirsty soil like it is in Spring
Nor is it full of the spices and floral scents of summer
But it is full of the smell of leaves turning yellow and falling, drifting toward the earth where we mere mortals tread.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Autumn has arrived. You can see it in the fields—the pinto beans are either turning yellow or, as ours are, lying pulled and drying, waiting for the combine.
The land is glittering and bright…as we move closer and closer to winter the trees will turn colors announcing the move from warm into the silvered blanket of cold called winter.
The Canada Geese are back…in droves.
Very early —is this a sign of a hard winter to come?
The little hummingbirds’ numbers are thinning noticeably…I have gone from 2 gallons of sugar water a day to 1/2 gallon every other day.
I will miss these little jewels, but they must leave and hurry. For the air is thinning and cooling extremely noticeably now.
A large flock of Barn Swallows left our farm yesterday, but the little fledglings and their parents are still here. Until they are gone I’m holding onto the belief we still have small amounts of summer left. 🙂
Summer work still goes on. It isn’t time to stop watering the corn; the alfalfa fields must NOT go into winter dry.
Still, change is here, in how the air smells, how the sky feels, and how the earth looks.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We’ve had rain…the days damp and the mornings with a chill
The days warm up nicely.
The pinto bean harvest came to a screeching halt—the bean puller broke…
Then as it got fixed…
The rains came. Which means Terry will have to go out and lift all the plants up out of the soil, (rains smashes plants) before he can combine the two fields—there is still one to pull and let dry and then combine.
I’ve been canning…pineapple candy peppers and
Salsa
Plus we’ve turned off water to the place. Irrigation is done for the year. The only thing left now will be picking up the syphon tubes and flushing out the ditches.
Fall galloped in…complete with wild geese flying over us in the wind!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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