The Tapestry of Wings Glinting in the Sunlight —- Wednesday, August 4, 2021

Common Pheasant….he is a great one to scare a person by squawking and flying up suddenly at your feet 🙂

Northern Harrier Hawk  

Hunting, hunting, hunting.

And that wonderful little nymph-like spirit

Called

Hummingbird….riding like a wisp on the currents of our air.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Sweetness of Song — Wednesday, June 2, 2021

Our fields are now full of green shoots

(Bird and shadow!  I was delighted to get the two together)

The first cutting of alfalfa has occurred in all three fields

Finally, we having truly

Started summer here.

For us…here on the farm

Summer starts with the first cutting of alfalfa, usually around the first of June

 

Here is another bird shadow–only of the Northern Harrier Hawk 

Then Fall begins with the harvest of pinto beans. (Which we don’t raise anymore)

So June, July, August—Summer.

That sweetest time of the year (for me)

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

They Swoop, and Sing, and Dart Here and There — Thursday, March 25, 2021

The last of the Sandhill Cranes left us a day or so ago. Their calls loud and trilling in the air

A Harrier Hawk screams a loud and piercing whistle riding the airwaves in the sky

Oft-Times Smooth and silent

And THEN there is TONTO.  Hospitality is NOT his middle name. 🙂

(Although, he is very pretty.)

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Those Things Which Twinkle in the Sky — Thursday, March 18, 2021

Besides stars

My heart feels like the birds

Light up the sky

in a very bright and luminous way. 🙂

There are even those birds (Pheasants) that exploded from the earth into the sky like a thunderclap

These marvelous birds, the Sandhill Cranes, take to the heavens

With loud calls and heavy swooshing of their wings.

These silly girls, do try to lift their wings and fly

They are pretty much as earth-bound as you and I.

Although, when this (Tonto) comes running at you…I can guarantee you wish YOU could fly. 🙂

The hawks’ shadows glided silent and deadly over the earth, their wings as quiet as their shadows.

Flight, the pureness of nature’s glitter.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Wee Walk-About — Wednesday, March 10, 2021

While the farmwork goes on

I took a wee walkabout

Looking for birds (this photo was taken when we still had snow)

The Canada Geese are leaving our area also

They rest in the evening, then lift their mighty wings into the sky come morning

Birds, I love taking photos of birds!

I can never seem to get good ones when they are resting

(Searching for dinner)

Although, I did get a ‘still’ of this Red-Shafted Flicker, while it picked up seeds at my feeder.

Getting the photo was a huge delight!

Spring work, winter birds…it won’t be long now until we start to see SPRING BIRDS!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

The God(s) Listened, and Gave Joy — Tuesday, December 22, 2020

I love feeding the birds.

Each season brings such joy

Watching the birds. 🙂

I suppose it comes with grey hair, and a face lined from passing years

But doing so…feeding and watching the birds.

Helps me see the earth as new and fresh each day.

(This young Red-Winged Blackbird is delighted with this find)

They bring a precious bit of luxury to everyone’s life

Not only to the birds, with the food; to my heart, mind, and soul observing them.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, December 11, 2020 Chapter Six

Chapter Six

After my horrible scare.

And a long, long, long nap in the house.

I decided it was time to get busy on the farm.

I meowed at the door until Mom came and let me out.

Then I headed to the corrals.

Mice…Yum.  I need to find mice.

So, I searched here and there and everywhere.

Shoot.

Nothing.

Hummm

But there ARE birds!

BIRDS!

I have to be careful because, if MOM FINDS OUT she will yell at me.

I have to be very, very, sneaky…

S.n.e.a.k.y—-

“Mindy!  WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Mom yelled at me.

When Mom yelled all the birds flew off.

Mom left and went into the house and left me outside.  Well, to be honest, I didn’t want to go inside.

I — and it’s cold.

Oh.  This feels nice.  Sunshine on the garage door.

Purrrrrr  I’ll hang out here for a while.

PURRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Just as I was about to slip into a deep, deep sleep

“MINDY!  WAKE-UP!”

My eyes jerked awake, but my mind didn’t.

I saw a squirrel, no I saw TWO squirrels.

Once I realized I saw TWO squirrels my mind woke-up.

“Stewart, Stanley, what’s up?”

“Come to the woodpile and play with us,” Stewart exclaimed.

“Boomer isn’t here,

but you are –let’s go scamper all over the woodpile together.  Don’t you think it’s time you had fun instead of always patrolling the farmyard?” Stanley asked me.

I pondered for a spell, a little spell.

“YES!  Let’s go.” I replied.

Off we went, around the corner of the barn, passed the fenced off equipment, (to keep the cows from rubbing on them), and On to the WOOD PILE.

We ran, we jumped, we hid and then chased each other…up down, under around.

We were just getting a tad tired when DAD showed up.

Scram!  The squirrel brothers were gone!

I also scrammed running toward Dad so I could get a pet or two.

Purrrr, roll in the dirt, purr, happiness.

 

It Has Been a Strange Sad Year—Wednesday, December 2, 2020

Sometimes when I feel overwhelmed by this whole awful year

I head out onto the land looking for things

Which fill my soul with a velvety quiet

Watching for the dense and deep quiet

That is almost sacred…

Watching for the ripple in the air which signifies delight

Joy

A buoyant ripple

More than peace, happiness

Beauty untold.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

That Most Magnificent of Hunters —Thursday, October 15, 2020

Sometimes, when out  watching the birds swooping and diving

I also see

That most

Magnificent of hunters

Searching, searching, searching,

Searching for dinner.  (I love seeing the shadow, also.) — I use a zoom lens.  Just so you know. 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Unexpected, Tuesday, October 6, 2020

While, out-and-about, looking for things to photograph

I had one of these,

Startle and fly into the air.

I scared the pheasant, but I must admit, it also scared me!

Gradually, breathing again, the land, the pheasant and I returned to normal.

🙂 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda