I decided to set up a game camera to see who or what is clacking around by the haystack yard.
Boys!
Yep.
Oh!
WOW! Three — it’s a brawl!
Whew! I have no idea who won.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I sometimes get to thinking this blog is rather repetitious
I seem to only write about the sky, the plants on the farm
My yard
Irrigating…morning, noon, night
Animals which move around in the night
And the day
The worker bee of the farm...the whole farm runs on this one person, you do understand
Sometimes I liven things up a tad
OR a daytime sighting of a typically nocturn fox
Oh, Yes, I forgot we do have the returning deer
And the joyful visit of grandchildren and granddogs
And that sweet little beagle
And that very independent cat.
Not only the work of spring, summer, and fall, the work of winter
I suppose it may be repetitious
It is our life…
Shared with you on this wee little space in time
a miracle on our tiny spot of Earth and Sky
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Mom and I took a walk in the moonlight…that beautiful wonderful silver moonlight!
Mom LOVES walking in the moonlight.
Mindy didn’t go, she was sleeping next to Dad when Mom and I got up and went outside around one in the morning.
It’s still warm here, but cooling down rapidly in the night. It’s quite cold by morning.
But one o’clock is not bad…work jacket cold.
So off we went…just Mom and I.
On our way past the cornfield, we ran into a buck…well, actually we scared him. He was sleeping at the edge of the field, near the irrigation ditch. Up he jumped! Mom’s camera caught him in the light of the moon and a little star next to the moon.
“Cool!” Mom exclaimed.
I just kept on sniffing around and down the road. Although, I do stay close to Mom anymore…elderly now you see.
Mom doesn’t make me stay close, I just want too.
We walked around the big cornfield then crossed down the ditch between the little corn field and the big corn field and ran into TWO bucks.
MOM was very careful to be very still so she could get a couple of photos of them.
I was very still also. That camera thing is really important to mom.
Flash!
Good job!
Of course, the deer scrambled away.
We started back home, just Mom and I, nothing much happening when Mom stopped took a photo and started RUNNING!
I ran with her, all big grins and floppy ears.
I wonder what made Mom run?
Oh, well, I will probably never know.
Still, the running was fun!
Boomer
A Geometrical and Scientific concept— where Time is a part of the whole.
I’m running behind right now. Not just in Time, but in each and every facet of the moments which make up my life.
I know I’m complaining at this moment, although I don’t wish to be protesting, ranting, screaming. Still, I understand this will read like a huge big cry-baby whine.
I’ve reached a place whereby I just want to sit drifting…my thoughts in wisps
Nothing to do, nothing to think about, nothing to worry over, nothing to finish so I can ‘get to’ that other thing—Just void, blank, empty
I just want to drift on fragrant little breezes with nothing much to do
So, methinks, I might finish up some stuff, sit some other things aside, and close my mind and actions until company comes at four. The house, the yard, my world will be whatever it is at that moment they arrive. And I will be alright with it.
I want to enter that fractured space whereby neither time or worries, action and pressure cannot exist.
Once I make it through the complications of DOING NOTHING and come out on the other side…Time will once more be my friend.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
First off…TALLY CAME!!! Tally always hugs and loves on me THE BEST!
Tally also had a first…Dad announced she was now old enough to drive the four-wheeler BY HERSELF! She was really proud of that moment. She drove here and there and wherever Dad said she could go!! Not all the time, but when Dad said she could!
One day we all were up at the Upper End when Mom spotted the biggest news at the Upper End (and the Biggest News of the WHOLE week)!
Something killed and ate a HAWK!!! Feather’s everywhere.
Later on in the afternoon Tally took a bike ride and we went way back up there to check out the feathers, and the news…you KNOW I love gathering the news!
Tally took three feathers — two for her and one for Grammy. Grammy likes to find feathers she puts them in a special place. When Mom/Grammy finds a feather she always thinks it’s a gift from the bird to Mom/Grammy.
Anyway, as Tally was gathering feathers she JUMPED back and gave a start I came over to see what happened… “There’s a foot/claw in there, Boomie” she said. “Whoever ate this hawk forgot to eat one foot.” I saw Tally shudder. Humm…wonder why she shuddered.
Then she put the three feathers in her ponytail and we headed back.
The next morning Grandpa and Tally went for a very early four-wheeler ride and they saw a GREAT! BIG! BIRD! Sitting in a tree close to the place where the hawk was dinner. Grandpa/Dad wasn’t real sure what the bird was, but Tally thought it looked like a Golden Eagle…Grandpa/Dad said that was very possible since we have them around here.
Mom, Tally, Dad, and I saw the buck who is living close by. He lost the battle of the Back Forty to a younger buck (Dad saw them battling); he mopped his way down here and has been sluppling around in a depression ever since. Mom says he is beautiful but she isn’t sure she likes him hanging around in her yard. (Although, I did see Mom take out two pumpkins, smash them, and pull them open for the buck to eat….just say’n.)
Oh…to be fair Mom did put the pumpkins in the corn field, not on her lawn.
We went to town one day TO MY STORE!!! But Mom wouldn’t let me get out this time…she said Dad was just running in for a minute (more like FOREVER) and we were waiting in the truck.
I pouted…that’s MY STORE! The only store in the whole wide town I get to go in and smell TOWN things. Grump, grump!
Then it was time for my little buddie to leave. Sigh…sure was sad to see her drive off.
I took myself to my bed and just laid there forever feeling so sad….
Mom came to me and said she and Dad were going for a walk…do I want to come or continue laying on my bed.
I sat up and looked at her….WALK!
You bet I’m ready for walk!
Well, that’s my week…lots of ups and downs. But when it comes time for a walk…I AM YOUR DOG!
Boomer
Life on a Colorado Farm 