The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-COWS!!!! COWS!!!!, Friday, December 2, 2022

Traalalalla—“Let’s go do the chickens with Mom, Boo Berry.”

“Okay, doaky.”

“Bye—I’ve got stuff to do.”

“Not me, I stick to Mom like glue.” Boo Berry Betty replied.

“Works for me.” TLC Cai-Cai hollered as he took off to do whatever it is he liked to do.

“Come on Boo Berry, we’ve got stuff to do.  This is a big day.”

Mom scooped me up, put me in the pick-up with Dad and we headed down to —I don’t know where.  I can’t see out, and I don’t like to look out.

Then we were there.

And so was a big truck and a HUGE truck Mom called a semi.





Shudder and shake

“You stay in here, Girly Girl”, Mom said, as she gave me a kiss on the nose.  “The cows have come!”

Wow! Those are HUGE ANIMALS!


It wasn’t long before we were heading back to the house.

There I met TLC — “HUGE ANIMALS HAVE ARRIVED ON THE FARM!”  I barked at him.

“I know,” he replied.  “Cows, they come this time every year.  We have to be careful around them and not get kicked.”

“I don’t plan on ever being around them,” I expounded to TLC Cai-Cai.  “Those feet are bigger than the both of us!”

“Yep, you are right.  Hey, race ya to the house.  Whoever gets there first gets to get in first!”  TLC took off in a mad dash.

“You can’t beat me!” Boo Berry Betty ran equal to TLC Cai-Cai arriving at the back door at the same time.

“You silly little creatures,” Mom reached down and petted us. “You can’t go in until I open the door.”

As soon as the door was open, TLC ducked under and flew right into the kitchen—Boo Berry right behind him

“What would I do if I didn’t have you crazy cute animals to liven up the day?” Mom laughed as we all tumbled into the kitchen.

“Whew, Boo Berry…thankfully there are no cows in the house!”

“Yes! What a terrible thought that is.  But we are safe in here.”


Boo Berry Betty

and TLC Cai-Cai

Passing Over Head —- Thursday, December 2, 2021

Sunlight bouncing off the weeds

In silence

The hunt to find food

This is our hawk…he/she has the damaged tail feather.  It must be damaged at the root for it’s always this way over all the years.

I leave before I hear the dull thud…of contact

So, that, I only enjoy the beauty.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


It Has Been a Strange Sad Year—Wednesday, December 2, 2020

Sometimes when I feel overwhelmed by this whole awful year

I head out onto the land looking for things

Which fill my soul with a velvety quiet

Watching for the dense and deep quiet

That is almost sacred…

Watching for the ripple in the air which signifies delight


A buoyant ripple

More than peace, happiness

Beauty untold.

From my world to your heart,



Extraordinary Messages from the Heavens—Monday, December 2, 2019

The wind has enjoyed tossing the corn leaves high, high into the air

The horses have enjoyed the clear, sharp wind

Running, running, tossing their heads, manes flying

The air so sharp it seems to glitter

Racing up, and back, then over and down.  Their hard hooves picking up wee clods of dirt flinging the bits of earth in all directions

Lifting their tails, shaking their heads they race —onward then back.

While watching, T’Ata and Glory Bee, I saw another Sundog in the sky.

If these amazing omens are correct…we are heading toward major cold.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



The Weather Turned Sideways—-Sunday, December 2, 2018

The wind blew in a mass of clouds, thick white heavy clouds Friday day

The clouds sat down ponderous and full — allowing not one shadow to appear

Then later that night, the air developed into little dashes of snow

After which the drops turned to rain

When we woke the next morning we only had ice like snow.

But that is okay…it’s better than nothing!

Today there is moisture in the air again, although it feels too cold to snow at the moment.

All it needs to do is warm up just smidge and we will have snow!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Underway–Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Mesa-and-the-sunThank you so much!  All your magic thoughts and your crossed fingers (and toes) and prayers have worked!

Gold-4We are underway!  The corn measured 14.6% with the first load and 13% with the second load!  YAY!

The line wasn’t too bad; thirteen trucks when he showed up the first time and only 6 the second time.  When he called this morning there were 8; it’s good to be close to the front of the line when you first drive in.  Very good!

Gold 5It only takes two hours to load the truck, but four hours to unload. 🙂

This time of year this type of corn is all used for animal feed, although it is the same corn that can be used to make cornbread or breading for corndogs.  Our elevator is strictly for animal feed—dairy cows, chickens, sheep, beef cattle and hogs.  Although, there are different mixes that go into feeding each type of animal.

The sweet corn…the kind that you buy in can (tins) is harvested from July until the first of September.  This corn—sweet corn is also the corn that is eaten fresh right off the cob.

For us, our corn harvest is our main crop of the year…we have the most land tied up in the production of this crop.  Corn prices are dismal this year, so next year Terry is thinking of raising more pinto beans and less corn.  If he does that the Pinto Beans will become our major crop.  (if he continues to farm…every year he says he is done, every spring the itch to get out on the land drives him back.  Every year I wonder if it is going to be the last year…the reality is I really don’t think he can give up the farming—but we will see.)

Red 4For this year, and for now, the corn harvest has truly begun!

Thank you so much for your support!

Your friend,


Monday, December 2, 2013

I have a little hawk…he/she is an extremely friendly….



He/she sits very close to me looking for mice hanging under the firewood



I’ve never had a hawk be so…hum…NOT shy.  But this one is.

He/she even let me go into the house, get the camera, come back and take his/her photo.  Of course the wild birds have fled…I would too if I were potential dinner. 🙂

As for the mice…he/she can have all that can be eaten.

Hauling wood is an even most pleasant chore!

Your farm friend,