I wanted to get a photo of a falling leaf….Yes, I know, simple things entertain me.
Surely I could find ONE! I could take a photo of it, surely
AND I DID!!!
Catch a falling leaf and put it in your pocket, save it for a rainy day. OOPPS
Catch a falling star!!!
Shish!
Still, the leaf does work…yes! It does!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Go outside! No matter where you live—look up, look down, and become one with what you see!
Once you are there. Once you see. Once you experience. Give Thanks to your God(s) for you are truly blessed.
“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”–L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
From my world to your heart,
Linda
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 rains left last night and today
The sky is swimming with leaves upon the very cool breeze
The earth’s beating heart is slowing down, heading into the deep sleep called winter
Every day the sound of the beating heart of the earth is growing softer and softer
As the time of deep sleep nears.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
The bees are very busy now…flying back to the hives, their bodies covered with pollen; the droning sound they make so much a part of the landscape one must pay attention to hear it.
The company of the plants are still soothing to the eyes and the soul
But the signs are there; spangling the edges, hurrying the plants along, pushing and a nudging–to set seeds — prepare for that long sleep called winter
The autumn winds will soon arrive, rustling across the plateau, through the canyons and bursting forth upon our mesa—flinging dry leaves across the land, stripping the trees bare
For now the rooted silence is a sort of balm to my spirit and to the earth
But the hint of fall is still there….a flicker out the corner of your eye, a tingle at the back your neck
Yellow leaves
Float quick and light, reflecting back to the wind, the earth and the sky the soon to be ghost of Summer.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Autumn leaves,
Turning to gold, flying silently to the ground,
Leaving behind memories of hot wings of sunbeams
The evening light echoing the beat of my heart.
Your friend, as always,
Linda
We are still having haze from the fires! Although, and in spite of, yesterday was a lovely fall day.
The leaves are just beginning to turn; some are already falling. Not many, one or two, silently, a slight flicker at the edge of eyesight.
Sunday we had over thirty of these flying little jewels. Flitting here and there, getting in squabbles with each other, dipping and dodging. I go through a gallon of sugar water every day.
After we came in from setting the last of the water, the dappled light from the setting sun, glowing through the haze Terry, Boomer, and I rested before going in.
It was at that moment I realized the sounds of the Hummingbirds had dimmed. Only six little birds were visiting the feeders. The same count this morning. The hummingbird migration has begun.
I would much prefer Fall/Autumn to begin the last of September, not now, not in August. Still it is here…the sunlight this morning caught in the cobwebs heavily dappled in dew. Many of the other spring and summer birds have left…it won’t be long now until the Swallows leave. They seem to be around the last to go. Not always, but close. 
I understand why we measure time—for it is the hope that in doing so it will not leave.
As always your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The trees on the way to the other house are just lovely. As are the trees AT the other house.
The other house in the thicket of trees that you see across the way. Trees with lots and lots and leaves on them. It’s been freezing every night…we had 26* this morning. You and I know what that means…all those leaves are going to be falling down into the yard. What that means for me is a whole other job…raking leaves. I rather dread it. I have this yard with it’s leaves and now I have that yard. SIGH!
Anyway all I have left to paint is the ceiling in the dining room, then I’m done with the inside of the house. YAY!
Oh, yes. I still have the outside and now the yard, but I’m making headway.
Our neighbor to the south, has brought his cows home for the winter. He just put the heifers in his back field which connects to our Upper End. It’s nice to hear them talking and conversing with each other. 🙂
Your friend,
Linda
The storm hit our area yesterday, bringing a strong wind with sleet and rain. Our trees were still hanging onto thier summer leaves, but today, the leaves are all on the ground.
Although this looks like lots of bugs, it is really leaves being pushed off the trees.
Life on a Colorado Farm 