My Nighttime Dreams—Thursday, July 30 2020

Posted on July 30, 2020 by Dayphoto

Sometimes sleeping at night is hard

Not only not being able to sleep

But sleeping and dreaming with ‘bad’ dreams

Other times, it’s like I am walking with those who have passed before me

Those marvelous people of my past life

My parents and grandparents

My beautiful and marvelous sister-of-my-heart, Dixie

Haunting dreams

Causing me to wake; to feel fragile and uncertain

Most often I wake and can’t remember my dreams

I just know I dreamed,

Not all dreams are scary, threatening, or nostalgic

They are comforting and familiar

Warm and protective

Those are hard to recall, also.

So, I have decided those dreams,

Those glowing, comforting misty dreams

Which [the feeling] tends to stay with me all through the day

Are sent to me [us] from our dead family and friends

To protect us

And those still with us on the earth

Connecting with us through our dreams.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

When We Think the World is Silent—Tuesday, July 21, 2020

Posted on July 21, 2020 by Dayphoto

Just for fun, I put up two, game cameras

These two seem to be hanging out in our yard at night

With two there might be three

This little fox passes by the Butler Bins on a regular bases

Around the corner, he/she runs

That same corner shows another predator ‘come a visiting’

And into our yard, her/she comes

Yes!!!

Even Oreo walks freely around the Butler Bins

And in our yard

Morning…they all vanish.

Making those who move about in the daylight….rather glad they don’t move about in the night.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

When the Corn is in the Silk, —The Deer Come Back to the Farm, Tuesday, July 7, 2020

Posted on July 7, 2020 by Dayphoto

Now that the corn is in the silk, the deer migrate back to the farm.

So I sat up a couple of game cameras to see if, and when, they had arrived

Deer are notorious for eating the silk off the little corn ears.

Corn has lots of predators—

Bugs, humans, skunks, raccoons, and DEER!

Yep…Here they are. 🙂 We love seeing them. Terry worries about the corn loss, but we don’t do anything about it. Some for them, some for us, is our thought.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

In Small Shafts of Moonlight and Dazzling Sunlight—Tuesday, October 22, 2019

Posted on October 22, 2019 by Dayphoto

Here we are on a wee tour of the farm and how things are now

The moon is dazzling peeking here and there through the corn

We have deer hanging out in the corn

We have new ‘saved’ goats on the farm. They are not young, very old, complete with arthritis. They are so sweet.

The mornings are dazzling

The Quails are so much fun to watch, and we have lots and lots of them.

The sunrises have been lovely

We have a family of raccoons

And coyotes (Sigh)

The leaves are falling, but they didn’t turn colors this year

We still have water in the canal. It will leave on the first of November. I still enjoy hearing the rush of the water passing through our place.

AND I got a photo of a wasp in flight! How cool that is! 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Minding the Farm Yard— Friday, September 27, 2019

Posted on September 27, 2019 by Dayphoto

(From Pinterest)

Hello! It’s Me, Mindy-Lou, Min-Min, Kit-Cat Brown. Today is MY day to visit with you!

First off…we have a BIG GIANT BUCK DEER hanging out in the yard. HE IS HUGE!

I make sure I’m not close to him and those very sharp looking hooves.

I also stay away from the hens. They have sharp beaks and like to stab them at me if I get too close.

I do lots of checking things out around the farm; mostly to find and eat mice.

When I get one, I always take it to Mom and show her. I get lots of pettings when I do.

I sleep with Mom at night. I curl up right by Mom and get really warm. Sure, feels good. Mom pets me off and on during the night. I like that so I purr for Mom.

But whenever I can I try to stay with Dad…

OH!

WAIT!

GOTTA GO!

There goes, Dad!

AHHHHHHH!

Just right! Sitting in the sun with Dad.

Mindy

Thanks to the Gods Who Create the Creatures —- Monday, September 23, 2019

Posted on September 23, 2019 by Dayphoto

“I Really love that feeling when you finally find out why that book got its Title!’ Unknown

We have a beautiful young buck roaming our yard at night

The game camera I set up to capture photos of the raccoon’s; captured this wondrous creature

Moving through the flower beds, his coat shimmering in the camera light

The gracefulness of his delicate and slender strong legs, the chiseled planes of his face, the long tufted ever-moving ears are delightful to behold.

Unbeknownst to me, Boomer followed the bucks tracks. (I didn’t know until I checked the camera.)

Thankfully I can enjoy this creature and not be upset with him…I have planted all things deer don’t like to eat.

Now raccoons, let me tell you they enjoy lots of things in the yard…the apricots, the pears, the cherries, the prunes, the wild plums, the apples, and my tomatoes!

Just say’n. 🙂 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Off on an Adventure Chapter Twelve

Posted on August 16, 2019 by Dayphoto

Chapter Twelve

We all made it home.

To MY home.

Momma Deer, King, Kit, and the raccoons. Oreo didn’t want to come, which, probably was a good thing.

(You understand…that nervous lifting of his tail, just might, MIGHT, make for some not pleasant adventures at our farmhouse.)

Mindy met us at the grain bins. She was very surprised to see the ‘whole gang’ arrive.

She hissed and meowed and ran off the moment she saw Kit.

The Raccoons were delighted to find all the apricots

just lying around for the eating.

Momma and King settled right in on my Mom’s yard

munching along on fun new tastes.

Kit started hunting in Mindy hunting spots for mice,

so Mindy took off. She said Kit can have the haystack area, she will take the gardens.

So, there you have it.

The end of my adventure at a very elderly age.

Home again, Home again.

THANK HEAVENS!

Boomer Beaglie a.k.a. Sherlock Brown

Off on an Adventure Chapter Seven

Posted on July 12, 2019 by Dayphoto

Chapter Seven

We all started toward the Alfalfa field, me wondering just what the deer thought I could eat when suddenly

the family of raccoons ran by us as fast as they could run.

Momma Deer and King and I jumped and skittered and scrabbled to hold our footing as they ran under our feet and silently melted into some brush.

“That was strange,” Momma deer mussed. “I wonder what is…….”

“RUN!” King bellowed

“RUN!”

We all looked up!

Than RAN!

Off on an Adventure Chapter Six

Posted on July 5, 2019 by Dayphoto

Chapter Six

Just then a family of Raccoons scuttled out of the brush heading toward the cement ditch chattering and talking loudly.

“SHHHHHH!” Momma deer stamped her foot.

“SHHHHH!” The rest of us said with her.

“What’s the problem?” Momma Raccoon stopped right in her tracks. “We are just heading to wash our food so we can eat. It’s been a right nice evening; we found a whole pile of dried corn. We need to get to the ditch and soften it up and have us a right big supper.”

“Coyotes!” I whispered. “Two big groups of Coyotes on the farm.”

“Calm down kids. Danger ahead” Momma Raccoon put her paw on each little head. “Coyotes….take care. Shhhhh.” With that, she pushed her children on; past us onto the farm road and then right by the curve where the dirt ditch meets the cement ditch.

“Go ahead, Little ones eat up. Keep one ear open and one eye on the brush, but eat up. We have us a right nice supper.”

The deer and I watched the little family sitting happily in the mud, dipping their paws in the water, then putting the corn into their mouths.

“Supper is a very good thing,” King announced. “Let’s head on over to alfalfa field and get us a mouthful of something green.” He shook his head and walked off.

“You better come with us, Boomer. There is always safety in numbers.

Meanwhile——————–

Off on an Adventure Chapter Five

Posted on June 28, 2019 by Dayphoto

Oreo and I trotted on. Well, he trotted on and I walked very, very, slowly so as to not leave Oreo in the dust.

Passing by one of the fences I screeched to a stop. One really can’t screech if one is barely walking, but I did do a sort of pause, then a backup, then I pointed.

Yes, I pointed. I forgot Oreo could care less about Beagle signals.

“RABBIT!” I whispered.

Oreo kept on coming, waddling a little bit faster when he saw me stop and point. Suddenly Oreo was spinning around pointing his back end in the same direction as I was doing the Beagle point….tail straight out back, back as straight as an arrow, nose pointed in the direction of interest, and right front paw picked up and curled under my chest, me standing as straight and still as possible.

“WAIT! Do not shoot!” Will the rabbit scrabble as fast as he could under the fence then turned around and peered through the hole between the boards of the fence, “I’m just a rabbit! I can’t harm either one of you.” Will squeaked extremely loud.

“RABBIT?” Oreo spun back around and gave me a dirty look. “RABBIT? Come, Boomer, a rabbit can’t hurt anyone, let alone you or me.”

“I didn’t say it was an enemy,” I replied puzzled at the scorn in Oreo’s face. “I just pointed so you could see Will, and I whispered rabbit.”

Oreo just flapped his tail in the dirt and gave me a vicious glare and waddled off toward and under a Rabbit Brush.

“Well, I guess that’s that.” I mused to myself. “I wonder if I will be able to find Momma deer by myself now.”

“I know where Momma deer is,” Will wiggled back under the fence and hopped over to see me.

“Gosh, Boomer. It’s been a long time since I saw you last. Why I think I was just about to leave my Mom the last time I saw you.”

“WILL! Now I remember! YOU HAVE GROWN!” Look at you all big and soft and fluffy! You know where Momma deer is living now? Cool! Let’s go find her!” I whapped my tail on the ground, raising little puffs of dirt.

It was just about that moment in time when the brush next to us started shuddering and shaking; Will and I froze in place. Only Will’s little nose was wiggling up and down in a very rapid way.

We were so frightened I don’t think either one of us could move, when out of the brush came KING!

COOL!

King with his new set of antlers. King walked on a spell, then just before he got to us, he had to stop and give his back leg a good scratch with his teeth.

I was so relieved that I bayed out loud, “KING! KING! It’s so good to see you.”

King raised up his head in alarm and started to bound away.

“NO! Don’t go! It’s me King, Boomer! Stop!”

King stopped and stared at me. And at Will.

“Goodness, Boomer, you gave me a huge fright. I was afraid it was one of those new coyotes on the farm and I knew I couldn’t fight off with my little antlers.”

“It’s just me, King, and Will the rabbit. We are heading over to find Momma Deer. But you are here now so maybe you can take me to Momma Deer. It would be really good to see her again, also.”

The brush shuddered again and out stepped Momma deer…” You are looking for me, Boomer?” Momma deer said in her warm soft voice.

“YAY! You are here! Both of you! This is nice!” I bayed.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” Momma Deer put her hoof on my nose.

“Ow! Your hooves are sharp,” I admonished Momma Deer.

“Sorry, but stopped being so loud, Boomer. We have new coyotes on the farm and they seem to be searching for new territory. We don’t want to draw them to us.” Momma deer put her face down close to mine.

“Be very, very quiet… these are dangerous times on the farm. There are coyotes everywhere.”