In the canal
Out of the canal.
All day long it goes…
In/Out, In/Out
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
There is always—-and I do mean ALWAYS!
One.
But in this case (this year) There are TWO!
So annoying!
These two walk over the fences like the fences aren’t even there!
At least twice a day!
Such a pain!
I looked back, as Terry and I were pushing the cows back into the field and saw TLC helping us.
What a cat!
WHAT NAUGHTY COWS!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Glory B and T’Ata are free to roam the farm daily.
Come evening, one of us meets them at the back gate and
takes them into the corrals and the barn for their meal.
The cows don’t mind sharing.
Nor do they have trouble with the horses whispering secrets
To each other
Everyone content
Living here off the land.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Today we are in the shift…from the longest night of the year, where darkness drags on and on
Where shadows grow long early in the day
and swirl heavily into the evening
But gradually, ever so slowly, the daylight hours will stretch
(Coyote visiting our yard 😦 )
And the night time minutes grow shorter and shorter
Sunlight will stretch a few seconds longer and longer each and every day
Until the seconds become minutes
Then the minutes will become an hour
At which time we reach Daylight Saving time, where we have a full hour added to our daily Sunlight
But even though the days grow longer,
For two full months, January and February
The days will grow colder and colder
Hopefully with moisture
Called snow.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The farm has a peaceful feeling. The cows calmly feeding
The early morning sky gradually drying the glistening frost
The only true sounds which MIGHT be cacophonous — the large winter birds in the sky
I, actually, love hearing them calling to each other — I always call to them myself, inviting them to stay with us. They would be safe here. The cows would protect them.
They are beams of brilliant color and sounds rippling through the air
Peaceful…the light dwindling into a dim afterglow
A secret formula of magic spoken to us from God
From my world to your heart,
Linda
We ride out daily now…
Checking the cows
Keeping count,
Making sure the cows are comfortable with us
Checking fences (and gates)
Overhead the Canada Geese keep us company
We have a NEW little one—very early. But, for some reason or other, there always seems to be one cow who springs a surprise.
Last night I saw a Sundog…colder weather on its way.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The Cows have come. I Spread my arms and swirl around in excitement!
I love watching them munching along on the farm
The air filled with their calls and the stalks of corn, weeds, and standing alfalfa dancing slowing, rippling with the movement of their lips and hooves
They will eat all night if a storm is coming in. Or they head to the Upper End; drink from the little creek and sleep.
Come first light, I can see them trundling along looking for that perfect spot in the golden corral of our farm to start their morning breakfast.!
Yay! The Cows have come!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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