By the Gift of Friendship—-Sunday, March 25, 2018

This month (March 18th to be exact) I have been blogging eleven years.

I have shared our simple, busy, farm life with you. I have shared my excitement over the fresh green shoots of new grass growing, or the tiny little plants of corn or pinto beans, today I’m showing you the sprouts of alfalfa just starting to arrive in the alfalfa field.

For eleven years you have watch the soul of each and every season—the opening of the land, the growing season, harvest…and the rest– called winter.

You have been with Terry and I as we built and repaired fences, or as in yesterday—took one clear out so we could have a larger field.

You’ve been with me through the joys and wonders of the wild life upon our farm—the last of the Sand Hill Cranes left our farm yesterday—lifting up into the sky with thrilling calls telling us THANK You….we will come again.  And I stood there and called back to them….PLEASE DO! You are always welcome.

Coming back into the yard I saw three Robins….Spring is truly here for sure!

You’ve shared night-time walks with me (this is the moon right now…2:00 a.m)

And that amazing sky we live under.

Thank you each and everyone so much for coming along with me, for leaving me your comments so I can get to know you also, and for being readers, even if you don’t leave comments.

Thank you for making my eleven years of blogging so very rewarding.

From my heart to your world,

Linda

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—-MOM! HELP!!!

momHi, Dad!  What are we going to do today?

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Mom?!  Do You have a plan to do something?

Are we going to get to do ANYTHING?!?!?

OH!

We are going to work on the fences!  YAY!

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Off we go!

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Dad is making an old part of the farm into a new farmed field; down the fences must go.

“STAY!” Mom said as she got off to help Dad.  “I don’t want you rolling in anything, eating anything, or being chased by some mad Momma.”

So I stayed.

And I stayed.

The fencing stuff piled up, poles and wire…I sat there patiently.

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Then …. Mom.  Mom, there is a cow coming to sniff me.  MOM!

MOM!!

YIKES!!!!

I jumped off and ran to Mom…a wet cow nose on my dog fur is  SCARY!

You know what?!?!?  Mom just laughed and picked me up and put me back on the four-wheeler.

“You are okay, Boomie!”  She has moved.”

Mom said this while chuckling all the time.

But, geez, those creatures are HUGE!  And they do things, like try to stomp me…

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Mom petted me and got on the four-wheeler and we were off.

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Whew, it’s good to be back home!

Boomer

A Front Row Seat—Tuesday, February 10, 2015

GoldI really am not understanding this crazy warm weather we are having…70* yesterday with a wind out of the west.

Gold-2Terry and I finished working on the fence around the place–it would not do to have cows moving beyond our farm, into someone else’s place or out on the road.

Gold-5I also worked upstairs getting ready for company.  Our kids and grandchildren are coming from Craig on Friday; they have a three day school break.

Gold-7Plus it’s Tallin’s 7th Birthday!  Tally wanted to come to Grammy’s and Grandpa’s for her birthday–‘because that is where we always celebrate our birthdays’ she said.

Golde-6You know that has her Grandpa and I very pleased!

But back to this incredible light from the sky lately…one night we were surround in rose, then last night a golden light filtered through the wind driven clouds.

Gold-3We loaded a trailer of hay as the sun started setting…during a break I rushed around taking photos to share with you.  Rose to Gold sure is amazing.

We are concerned about this extremely warm weather we are having for February, it feels more like the second week in March.  The skies (though) are showing colors of summer.  There really isn’t anything we can do about it; just sit back and enjoy and trust that good will come for all.

Your friend on a Western Colorado Farm,

Linda