The Invisible Visible World All Around Us —- Tuesday, January 3, 2023

They are there

Visibly Invisible

The Natural world, that is

Beautifully there!  Right THERE!

An immensity of charming, awe-inspiring, astonishing, joy everywhere.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


A Wee Walk About (and I do mean a TINY walk about) Sunday, November 6, 2022

I like to see the birds, flying high in the air

The thrilling sensation

Of catching them in flight.

Wings stretched in tight


( a flock of birds over the Back Forty)

Even a little bird shadow.

So lucky, lucky am I!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


The Crush of Migration — Wednesday, October 12, 2022

Migrating is such a tiring bit of bird life.  This sweet little woodpecker is having a wee morning nap. (Click on the blue)

Later on in the day, I noticed this little bird, tail down, eyes closed.  At first, I thought it might be a hawk, but now I think it is just a tired bird resting.

You can click on the dashboard and see the amazing migration going on in your area.

Did you know that scientists have proven that birds can see

The Earth’s magnetic fields and this is how they migrate?!

Pretty neat, I do believe!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



The Adventures of TLC Cai-Cai on Wednesday —Farm Life Series, Chapter 3, Birds, Wednesday, March 23, 2022

We have Doves—Mourning and Ring-necked and once in a special while white Doves.

We have Pheasant and Quail and some other types of birds who run lickity split and scatter all over the farm.

We also have those Giant birds—Canada Geese and Sandhill Cranes.

While speaking of birds:  There are Owls, Hawks (all shapes and sizes),

and once in a great while Eagles.  Not very often Eagles, but there has been one or two who land in the old Weeping Willow trees.

Then we have all those delicious, oops, little birds: Robins,

Western Meadowlarks, Finches of all sorts, all types of Sparrows, Barn Swallows, the list is so big and so long I can’t tell you all of them.

AND there are the Hummingbirds!  Now, if I really want to get in trouble, all I have to do is stalk a hummingbird.

Mom said she isn’t going to feed the birds (any birds) because I am a tad naughty about birds.

I don’t see how I’m naughty—really, I don’t.

Mom does

and what Mom says goes.

So, I have to change my diet to a ‘clean’ diet forgoing BIRDS!!!

Only mice from now on out for me.

TLC Cai-Cai

The Life Force of Our Earth — Monday, December 13, 2021

Go quietly, please, step softly outside

And experience with me— the Life Force of our Earth.

Stand still, empty your mind, and just feel.

It is there everywhere, in every plant, every creature, in the wind, the water,


Please.  I promise you, you won’t be sorry.

From my world to your heart,



Dusk Coming Faster and Faster — Monday, October 25, 2021

Gone is the time when the days of Summer seem endless

The dark of the night is coming swifter and faster and lasting longer and longer

Still, the days offer amazing delights —sweet little eye-candy treats

The heartbeat of our bird friends on the farm, gifting us with bits and pieces of their lives.

From my world to your heart,


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


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

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


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,


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,


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,