Watching that Morning Sky — Monday, January 13, 2020

Dawn is a slowly growing experience.  Always.  But more so in the dead of winter

The air actually starts to feel like it is growing lighter, like ripples akin to a stream

The dark of the night leaving, the color of the day creeping upward

Small slivers of pink glide across the horizon

Until the night shadows retreat; color breaking forth to light our active days

The game camera caught me while out taking photos of that amazing beginning of a short winter day.

From my world to your heart,




The Movement Continues — Monday, May 28, 2018

Although Terry only cut the alfalfa just a few days ago, the hot sun and the drying winds had the alfalfa turned to hay by yesterday afternoon.

Then at the crack of dawn

In the tranquil brightening of the sunlit sky…

With the dew laying perfectly on the rows of soon-to-be-baled hay….Terry started up the tractor and baler.  Each little leaf still adhering to the stem, folded and compacted, all tied up with twine.

Making perfect bales of hay.

Dew…just the right amount of dew, is the secret to rich, green, protein filled bales of food.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


One of Those Long Restless Nights—-Thursday, May 12, 2016


I had one of those long restless nights last night.

MonkYou know the kind, whereby you toss and turn, your mind going over all the things you need to do, things you wish you could have done better—everything and anything…

WarningThings that make you wake up in alarm, even though you didn’t think you were sleeping.

SamyEven a walk in the dark with Sam and Boomer left me restless and wide-awake—as if I had drank too much tea.october-dawn

Gradually along about 4 in the morning peace came over me.  The quiet of the night pushing me past the edge of restless dreams into real sleep. Of course first light was in an hour.  🙂

SunriseI get up at 5 in the morning.  Always.  Always.

Things are so much worse in the dark!

home-in-the-morning.jpgRoutine is such a part of contentment; night fears fade away.

From my world to your heart!






Wednesday, April 10, 2013 My Poor Gardens

What can I say—


January arrived last night in April…


We woke up at the crack of dawn to this…..and, of course, not complete with out wind chill.


Really sad.  I don’t remember this ever happening in all of my married years…


Everything is frozen and turning black as the sun rises.



Happy Halloween

Work begins at dawn.  There are animals to feed, water to fill, wood to haul, stuff to get done BEFORE getting ready for the town job.

This is dawn (daylight savings time, October 31, 2008), right out our backdoor, just as we are heading out to do morning chores.