The Gentle Art of Being a Hero—Wednesday, November 7, 2018

Mindy was an older feral cat when she decided at her mature age of 5 to come live on the farm with us

We allow her to come and go in the house as she wishes

To sleep wherever she wants in the house

Although, she loves me and the food I magically appear before her

But where Boomer is always with me

Her most favorite person in the whole wide world

Is Terry.

I think the feeling is mutual 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,







spoke the words slowly, in an ancient tongue come down from the days of the Norsemen. “Say it in English,” I said, seeing from Roger’s face that while he spoke the words, he did not recognize them all. “O Lord, bless the blood and the flesh of this the creature that You gave me,” Jamie said softly. He scooped a pinch of the herbs himself, and rubbed them between thumb and forefinger, in a rain of fragrant dust. “Created by Your hand as You created man,  Life given for life.  That me and mine may eat with thanks for the gift,  That me and mine may give thanks for Your own sacrifice of blood and flesh,


The Jewel in the Heart of the Visit–Wednesday, August 19, 2015

DriveToday Linky goes back home.


After two days of fun with her best friend, Ellie

Drive-LinkinAll the things she got to do at the farm

HEYWe are packing up, to drive her to meet her Mom at Rifle, Colorado.

Half way for both of us.  There we will unload our car and load up Misty’s van. Sadly, we must say good-bye for a spell.

Saying good-bye is never easy.

Your friend,



Hooray! They are Home!


What a long trip for Terry and a coming home for Evan.  They rolled in about dark Tuesday night, making it one day sooner than originally planned.  They had at first thought about going through Texas, into New Mexico, but instead cut through the panhandle of Oklahoma right into to Colorado.

Boy was I ever glad to see them!


Irrigating worked out fine, I only had two horrible problems, the head gate broke, (just before the guys got home) and a pipe split, but I was able to work around both of them.  The head gate had to be fixed by the ditch company, but wire held everything together until Terry could talk to the Ditch Rider. 

Now I am just back to being the back-up farmhand.  This is good, real good.


And the granddaughters get to help by riding up to Grammy’s for a visit.

It won’t be long now until Bladen is out of school so we will have two helpers when we irrigate.

Big sigh of relief!