They Have Moved On—Wednesday, February 6, 2019

Well, it’s with fond hearts

And sad good-byes

We all watched the cows

being rounded up yesterday morning around 10:00

Heading to their home place.

The cranes were upset for a spell but came back.  Which is a good thing.

Still, the fields feel empty without the cows.

Moving toward spring work now.  Although, today we have snow and rain and not very nice conditions.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Life Moves Forward Relentlessly—Tuesday, January 29, 2019

The month is January…still.

I look at the calendar daily waiting for the moment when we turn into February.

Each day is winter, long and drawn out and cold, but filled with routines that mush us through each dark and dreary day

But if it is long for me…then it is longer for the wildlife.  The coyotes are brazen and bad, coming right into the yard, searching for food…not good.

They need to search someplace else.

The rancher said he will be coming any day now to gather up his Momma cows and take them to his ranch home…he wants to have them closer to monitor the births.

He is wise.  With the coyotes so active there is nothing so vulnerable as a cow in labor.

Inside the very worst of winter, there are still things to find of great joy and beauty…so outside I go—

Each day there is something so wonderful that I need to record it with my camera

The bliss of each day is just right there, waiting for me to stumble into it

So, yes, life moves forward

But as each day passes

I realize that being outside stabilizes my need to by-pass winter

Into true happiness for the healing magic of the day/night captured on camera

Nothing mediocre/drab/or unexciting exists if I just open my eyes.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Cows and the Possibility of Calves—-Wednesday, January 23, 2019

We talked to the farmer the other day

I asked when the calves were due

February!  Not long now

AND there just might be EARLY ONES!!!

It always seems there is at LEAST one Early one!

Your friend on a Western Colorado farm,

Linda

Back Before the Snow—-Sunday, January 6, 2019

In my daily walk, I took photos of the SOON TO BE MOMMA cows

Anytime now

SOON!

Since it snowed…

I have been really diligent to be on the watch for newborns…

 

So far nothing.  But when We have some I will Let You Know!!!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

THEY HAVE ARRIVED!—-Thursday, December 6, 2018

Late afternoon, as the sun was sinking over the rim of the Uncompahgre Plateau

The cows arrived!

OH! JOY of MY HEART! ´*¨`*• ♡¸.• •❥

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Onto the dry brown alfalfa, golden corn stalks and rustling dead weeds scattering everywhere ran the cows.  (And I do mean RAN)

The Rancher and his crew shut the gates and drove off.

By morning the farm was alive with COWS!

♬♬♬ °❤❤⊱彡 °❤❤⊱彡~♥~ ♬♬♬

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Sometimes They Run Crazy—Wednesday, January 10, 2018

196 cows!  Gradually over the month of December the 100 head of cows grew by 96 more

Lots of cows!

Many cows!

As with cows…there are always those ‘clever’ ones who are NOT afraid of the electric fence

Many times in the last week they were here Terry and I had the privilege of putting them back in

Not just in the daytime, but nighttime also

After several times of chasing cows

Running through the night

The enchantment of the cows wore off quickly.

Come Saturday morning, just before noon.  The rancher and his crew arrived

Off they went to another farm on Falcon road.

Regnegade cows—just like regnegade people, chickens, dogs, cats exist anywhere!   🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm!

Bedrooms—That Spot of Deep Contentment—Sunday, December 31, 2017

The cows and the equines have special places they like to bed down

They pick the warmest spot (if you don’t believe me all one has to do is go sit in that spot for a spell, then move to other places and compare)

 That spot is a churn of dirt and poop.  For the minute a cows stands up from laying down, she poops! 🙂
Everyone gathers together in those ‘spots’ the bedrooms, resting and chewing their cuds.  Its a gentle time of peace.

But if a storm is coming in…the bedrooms wait.  For this is the time of bulking up, filling the stomachs with fodder; creating inner heat and warmth.

The Clouds are thick and grey and heavy; the air feels like snow.  But the weather people say there won’t be.  Still the cows and equines say…bulk up…it feel like a storm coming in.

I wonder who will be right?

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda

 

The Empty Farm Now Full — Thursday, December 7, 2017

When we do a wee walk about out on the farm now… (we meaning, Boomer, Mindy, myself, and sometimes Terry)

The farm is alive with the tiny sounds of grass, weeds, or stalks being pulled with bottom teeth and tongue, then the slow rhythm of chewing; hooves moving through the above making a sort of swishing sound.

The rhythms of the farm has changed– from those of silence (although never silent…the sounds of scattering feet of little mice, voles, squirrels, or other quick but seldom seen creatures, the slow settling of a rock, or a pebble my shoe turns over…the calls of wild birds…no never silent)

To a different type of soothing sounds—the busy grazing of big beautiful cows…cradling the farm in their bovine warmth.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Calf Update—-Monday, February 27, 2017

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We took our daily run through the cows (a tad chilly, it is out there)

cuteWe saw 25 visible calves

grayWhich means there are quarter of the calves born

more-calves

And probably more

newBecause Mom’s hide out their little ones.  And if the cow is having her baby she often time will hide herself.

white-on-white-on-whiteSo for right now…there are 25 visible calves on the ground!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—-MOM! HELP!!!

momHi, Dad!  What are we going to do today?

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Mom?!  Do You have a plan to do something?

Are we going to get to do ANYTHING?!?!?

OH!

We are going to work on the fences!  YAY!

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Off we go!

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Dad is making an old part of the farm into a new farmed field; down the fences must go.

“STAY!” Mom said as she got off to help Dad.  “I don’t want you rolling in anything, eating anything, or being chased by some mad Momma.”

So I stayed.

And I stayed.

The fencing stuff piled up, poles and wire…I sat there patiently.

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Then …. Mom.  Mom, there is a cow coming to sniff me.  MOM!

MOM!!

YIKES!!!!

I jumped off and ran to Mom…a wet cow nose on my dog fur is  SCARY!

You know what?!?!?  Mom just laughed and picked me up and put me back on the four-wheeler.

“You are okay, Boomie!”  She has moved.”

Mom said this while chuckling all the time.

But, geez, those creatures are HUGE!  And they do things, like try to stomp me…

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Mom petted me and got on the four-wheeler and we were off.

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Whew, it’s good to be back home!

Boomer