Embroidered There Upon the Sky —- Thursday, November 7, 2019

(From Pinterest)

Every frosty evening  the geese come to our farm

Their voices serenade in lovely song on the damp chill air

Magnificent and wonderous; their wings rippling the air, making a huge swooshing sound as they fly overhead

Settling down in the harvested Pinto Beans fields, where their night-time rustling brings contentment to our farm.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

Heading Home — Thursday, March 7, 2019

Terry, Boomer and I took a ride up to the Upper End and the Back Forty, checking the grasses, mud, and snowmelt

We were also pleasantly Surprised to still see the Sandhill Cranes filling the land and the skies of up there.

We are seeing less and less of the big birds…all the Canada Geese, who wintered on the farm are gone…heading home for the summer

And the Sand Hill Cranes are becoming less and less.

Eckert, where my brother and I grew up, holds annual Sandhill Crane Days starting about March 10 until April 20.   Sandhill cranes are relatively new to our area, we didn’t have them when my brother and I where children and young adults.

I heard from a long-time blog reader, Emily, that the Sandhill Cranes have arrived at her ranch even though they still have two feet of snow.

So every day now the big birds are going home. And the Spring and Summer birds are coming back…I thought I heard a Western Meadowlark when we were up there in the pasture lands…I sure hope I did.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

The Fields are Heaped with Birds—-Thursday, February 7, 2019

The Sandhill cranes are amazing this year.  For Years and Years, I used to stand outside and wave at the Cranes inviting them to land on our farm

“Please land”, I would holler, you are most welcome here.

Then for some reason, only the Sandhill Cranes know and understand, we had three Cranes come in late fall and spend the days with us

Then gradually, over the winter, more and more started landing and staying filling the fields with their trilling calls.

Over time, we have had a steadily growing number

Then the other day those most welcome Canada Geese found us!!

Landing in the field to the east of our house.

We are alive with the sounds of large bird calls!

My heart is filled with joy!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

A Gift from All the Saints and Even the Fairies—Thursday, January 10, 2019

Wings!  I just love those marvelous feathery wings

Terry and I were driving home last evening, from town, when we thought to take the route through the Confluence Park

We were just in time for the Canada Geese to come winging in for the night

It was poetry in action—a form of music after a long day

The geese were singing in thrilling cords, announcing their arrival, lapsing into small jagged sounds as they landed dragging their feet to stop; hushing whispery sounds as they jockeyed for spots on the mostly frozen lake

The air was thrumming with the sound of wings, and cheerful calls from one to another.

We were delighted to share the evening with the geese and a massive red sunset.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

Leaving Winter —-Wednesday, February 2, 2018

(I am posting some older photos today)

The geese are now living next to us in droves…um, rather huge flocks!  I just love it.

The Sandhill Cranes are also in massive flocks behind our house in last years cornfield.

I have been seeing small flocks of Bluebirds…wonderful little bits of sky announcing spring is almost here.  They will leave our area as the days and nights get warmer.

Then for the last few days I have been seeing flocks of Western Meadow Larks rushing about along the fence lines looking for left over seeds to eat.

What a joy this transission time is:  

The sounds of birds large and small, swift and colorful, gossiping and talking as they gather themselves for flights to the north, or come winging in from the south.

All the while taking one season with them, or bringing in another season as they arrive.

This is such a magical time, a herald of the marvel called Change.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Fills My Heart with Awe—-Monday, February 5, 2018

The Sandhill Cranes and the Canada Geese are stuffing the fields to capacity!

Beautiful large birds rustling along searching for bits of corn

The Sandhill cranes (usually) don’t seem to share the same field as the geese,

But sometimes they do.

Their beauty is wonderfully stunning!

Your friend on a western Colorado Farm,

Linda

Soon Only a Vivid Memory—-Sunday, February 26, 2017

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The Sand Hill Cranes are on the move.  Flocks of them arrive on our farm (in the evening) then lift wings and fly away come morning.

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They are a joy to me.

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Although, I miss the Canada Geese these amazing birds have filled the gap of the Geese’s once home. I understand that the Canada Geese have moved further north and are thick around the Montrose, Colorado area.  I wouldn’t know for I haven’t been to Montrose in a very long time.

cranes-007I do know that Confluence Lake, at Confluence Park, and the Gunnison River running through Delta, Colorado is

Geese-2(An old photo of winter past!)

home to a very many Canada Geese.

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(A past photo, used for all our enjoyment)

Which is all good.

cranes-008 The cranes come, often times on a cold high desert wind thrumming across our mesa from the Uncompahgre Plateau, and settle down with much chatter and conversation.

into-the-nightDuring Boomer’s and my nightly walk I slow our walk, so we are careful, careful to not disturb the Cranes of the cows.  Boomer walks right by my side…very cautious of Mother cows on the look for predators.

night  If one is very silent, and even still, a person can hear the rustle, rustle of feathers, a shake or two of a big bird getting comfortable.

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Then softly, silently home again.  I load the firebox; give Boomie a pat and belly rub.

Pet each sleeping cat, then crawl back into a nice warm bed.

All is right with the world.

From my heart to your world.

 

It’s That Time of Year—Monday, February 20, 2017

geese-003It seems like the migration of the Sandhill Cranes and the Canada Geese has begun.  The fields are always in rotation; the skies full of huge flying wedges of big birds.  The bird book (for our region) says the Sand Hill Cranes and the Canada Geese start migration the last week of February and goes through the first week or so of April.

Eckert, Colorado’s Crane Days will start in March. March 10th, plus or minus a couple of days.

sunshineSpring…it’s coming to us anytime now.

Your friend on western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

The Routine of My Life is Part of My Daily Contentment—-Sunday, January 29, 2017

woodAlthough the winter hours are snail-like in progress moving ever so slowly toward the uplifting time of Spring.

weedMy days are still full of wonder and joy.  From the tiny shadows of the dried out, but still standing weeds,

geeseTo a lone Canadian goose

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feather laying in wait for me to find it.

field-and-san-juansAnd always, always that wonder of the sun shining on the mountains;  (This mountain range is the San Juan Mountain range) surrounding our farm.

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And those oldest of sundials— shadows—horizontal, vertical, then horizontal again, in the shifting light.

black-canyonAs the light begins to die, burning color upon the land, fading moment by moment into ashes of gray. My heart lifts in song.

straight-aheadI hope I am always here.  Living out my last days… right here, on this little farm.

For you see….I truly love my life.

From my world to your heart.

Linda

 

In the Midst of Babel—Tuesday, December 27, 2016

(Some of the photos below are not current, but they spoke to me, as I wrote this post — I have chosen to share them with you.)

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I love summer, there isn’t anything about Spring, Summer or Fall that I don’t like—nothing.

Geese3Absolutely nothing!

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Now, when it comes to winter, I struggle.  Still there are things that bring me peace–the babel of the winter birds; the air alive with their voices,  the setting and rising sun

end-of-day-002A walk on the farm, even in the face of a full force gale—

Moon in Januarywalking in the light of a winter moon, or even when the sky is only full of frozen pinpoints of starlight.

Winter-2(This is an old photo—we have no snow here yet)

Even the heavy snow upon the land has a way of lifting the soul.

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In winter I enjoy those things that lighten my soul…just like in spring, summer and fall—those things that come alive within me and lighten the long, long days.

Winter-storm-1Those things that say I am home.

From my world to your heart!

Linda