The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Chapter Twelve Boo Berry Tells a Story, Friday, August 8, 2025

Posted on August 8, 2025 by Dayphoto

I woke up some time later. Stanley, Stanley, Stanley was still in his home/hole and Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley no where to be found.

Hummm.

Guess It’s time to take myself back to the yard and see what Mom is doing.

I turned around and started trotting back toward the farm yard. Past all the equipment, past the hay stack yard, (it’s very empty right now—waiting for the new hay bales to come in), past the Butler Bins, then passed the Shed where there is a Squirrel hole/home, and then into the welcoming cool shade of the farm yard itself.

Home! Shade! AHHH!

Now this is much better than running with a squirrel on my back, in the smoky air, and the heat.

I headed over to the green cool grass and flopped down once more.

I was laying there enjoying the feeling of cool grass when suddenly a great big bird flew down out of the willow tree.

I jumped up ready to scram out of there when the big black bird put out his wing and touched my NOSE!!

I about passed out! “Who-who are you?” I’m sure I squeaked out the question. My voice was somewhere over there on the lawn scared, I’m sure.

“Barney.” The crow replied. “And you?”

“Ah, Boo Berry Betty Brown. Do you live here? On the farm? In the big willow tree?” I looked at him with huge eyes.

“Nope! I live down yonder. There is a whole murder of us down there. I was scouting around looking for something to do. Maybe something to eat…you know. Fill the ol tummy, sorta thing.”

“Eat?!?!?!” I looked with horror at Barney.

“Don’t worry, dog. I only like to eat dead things. Yum. Although, I do like to eat other things in the line of fruit and vegetables. I am a gore-met, as they say.” He winked at me.

“Ahhhhhh, I don’t think I can help you much, Barney—I think it’s time I trot on into the house now.” I got up and tried to shake off that HUGE black wing.

“Naa little dog, I think you and I are going to get to know each other—-” SQUACK!!! Suddenly Barney was flat — feathers flying everywhere.

“GET OUT OF HERE! BIG BIRD!!!” TLC screamed at Barney—

“GET!!!” TLC yelled as he pulled himself up where he was shook off by Barney.

Barney scrambled to his feet, flapped his big black wings, and took off cawing.

I looked at TLC and he smugly looked at me.

“Wow, TLC you saved me.”

“Yep. You gotta learn who your friends are, Boo Berry, and crows are really not friends. Ever.” TLC pronounced.

Life is so Fragile — Wednesday, April 2, 2025

Posted on April 2, 2025 by Dayphoto

Life is so fragile—yes, very fragile. It’s hard on one’s heart when there is a death.

This is either a raccoon or a wild/domestic cat. (people are awful at dumping out their unwanted pets; this is usually what happens to them.)

Our earth would be flung into chaos if it weren’t for these ugly scavenger birds — and ravens and crows and magpies (to name a few).

Messy? Yes. But thankfully we have them to do all the hard nasty work.

Sigh!

Yugen–a profound awareness of the universe that triggers feelings too deep and mysterious for words. —- noun, Japanese

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On—Chapter Two, Friday, November 13, 2020

Posted on November 13, 2020 by Dayphoto

Chapter Two

“Stewart! STEWART!!!” Stanley yelled as he scampered all over the large logs.

“STEWART!!!”

“WHAT?!? Geez, what could be so important to take me away from a yummy pile of peanuts?”

Stewart looked up to see Stanley barreling toward him.

“Stewart, O! Stewart, something so sad and terrible has happened, I’m finding it hard to know what to do.” Stanley wailed.

“WHAT is IT, Stanley! I can’t help you if you don’t calm down enough to tell me what is going on.”

“Oh, Stewart! Boomer has left all of us and gone over the Rainbow Bridge. He is GONE! Never to take us for rides around the farm again. O!, Stewart, I am so sad. He was a good friend to us.” With that Stanley let two great big tears roll down his little squirrel cheeks.

Stewart was just in mid-chew, of a delicious peanut Mom had put out as a fun snack for him and Stanley.

“NO! NO! I didn’t even know Boomer was sick! He didn’t tell us. He didn’t let us know!” Stewart responded in shock.

“Mindy Cat told me just a few minutes ago. Boomer is gone, traveling around with Fuzzy now doing all sorts of stuff without us. OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH BOOMER!” Stanley wailed.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BOOMER!” Stewart chimed in.

The two little squirrel brothers sat there; heads hung low; hearts heavy.

“Well, what do we do now,” Stanley asked after a very long moment of silence.

“I think we had better go find Chip and let him know. Chip enjoyed Boomer. And Mrs. Bunny.”

“Oh, YES! Mrs. Bunny.”

“Okay, let’s move on down the equipment line and see if we can find Chip or Mrs. Bunny.” Stewart headed toward the end of the log gathering himself to jump onto the hay hauling trailer.

“MINDY!” Stewart stopped. “Hey, Mindy, have you seen Chip or Mrs. Bunny?” Stewart inquired.

“Chip? Mrs. Bunny?” I stopped my pursuit on the trailer; following the scent of several mice, you see, yummm—

a Momma mouse and her bazillion little ones.

“Actually, No. I haven’t really been looking for them.” I replied. “Maybe you can go check on the grain head or down by the roller, or under one of the combines. I’ve seen each of them there at different times of the day. Or you might go over to the stacked wood by the chicken house, sometimes they are over there.” I gave them all a small wave and headed on about my business.

“Okay,” Stewart and Stanley replied in unison…off we go—first let’s do the equipment area, there is always yummy corn kernels by the combines and other types of goodies.”

“CHIP! CHIPPPP!” We yelled as loud as our squirrel voice could yell—“CHIP WHERE ARE YOU!”

“Boys! Why are you screaming so loud?” Mrs. Bunny came hopping from the, now harvested cornfield. If you don’t keep your voices down you could call in the

crows

or that Hawk pair who have decided they live on our farm.” Mrs. Bunny admonished Stewart and Stanley.

“We are looking for Chip”, Stewart explained to Mrs. Bunny.

“And YOU!” Stanley chattered in.

Suddenly a brown ball of fur zipped right into our midst, running right into Stanley and bowling him over.

“I AM HERE! IAMHERE!” Chip chattered. “I’m HERE!”

‘Oh, good,” Stewart replied, helping Stanley up and dusting Stanley off. “We have some very sad news to tell you.”

“SAD!” Mrs. Bunny and Chip exclaimed at the very same time.

“Yes”, Stanley replied. “Mindy cat just told us that Boomer, our Buddy, has left the farm to live over-the Rainbow-Bridge. Boomer is no longer here to protect and take care of us.” Stanley burst out in tears, all over again.

There was stunned silence from Chip and Mrs. Bunny.

“Oh, Boomer,” Mrs. Bunny sadly said. “Oh, Boomer. Thank you for being our friend. Run free.” Mrs. Bunny pronounced to the Sky. “Run free.”

“BAWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” Chip wailed. “I didn’t get to say Goodbye.”

“Well, no, none of us did”, chattered Stewart. But Mindy told him good-bye and said she would let all his friends know.”

“Mindy. Oh. Good.’ Mrs. Bunny calmy uttered.

“Then we don’t have to let Freddy, his Mom (shudder)

or those very large and noisy raccoons know.

Mindy can do it.”

“Hummm, Chip squeaked… “I wonder where Mindy is now, and what she is doing.”

“I would imagine she is looking for Boomer’s friends to let them know…she has a big job now. Telling the farm our most wonderful dog friend is over the rainbow bridge.” Mrs. Rabbit turned and bounced back into the cornfield.

Chip looked at us, gave a little hand-wave, and said: “Let’s go eat peanuts.”

So, we all ran back to the logs and the nice treats Mom had put there for us.

After my mouse snack, I decided it was time to move on.

Wildlife

Posted on October 17, 2012 by Dayphoto

As we entered the park we were told “WATCH OUT FOR THE BEARS”!! and then given all sorts of brochures telling us to watch out for the wildlife, do NOT get close to the animals…in the Visitor Center were video’s running of people getting hurt by the wildlife.

So we were pretty open to ‘seeing’ wildlife.

It must have been the wrong time of the year

We saw very little…..

But what we saw were traffic stoppers! If we came upon cars stopped every which way (including tour bus—of which there were MANY), even in the middle of the road we knew some type of animal was up ahead.

We saw…………….

A cool family of Buffalo

An elk

A very thin deer (in Green River)

Another elk (the following two photos and the deer above were taken by Wayne Maxwell)

Taken in the evening on the second day

Lots of crows

A cool little butterfly

Several bear at the Grizzly and Wolf Discovery Center in West Yellowstone, Montana

(Photo by Wayne Maxwell)

Wolves

Then I saw the Three Bears

And I KNOW this is stupid, but I got to take a photo of a magpie!

Those birds are extremely hard to photograph. I happen to think they are beautiful birds.

We don’t have them in our area anymore…the ravens and the crows have pushed them out. They maybe living in other parts of Delta and Montrose County, but I, personally, haven’t seen any for a very long time.