While the Gods Hoovered Around Us —-Thursday, December 5, 2019

“Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons, It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.”— Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

While the Gods hoovered around us, and by us, and even over us

The corn harvest came to a final end, as the draining light fled the sky

Which was a good thing, because last night the clouds came in

Bringing to us chilly rain

a dripping and damp (but clean) earth

Then for a second, as the clouds parted for a wee small moment

Another Sundog glossed the clouds, simmering in rainbow colors. Quickly the clouds slid thickly over and the rains started to pour.

Our roof now echoes with the drumming of moisture.

All is well.

From my world to your heart,



The Days are Full of Harvest—Wednesday, November 1, 2017

With great joy and thankfulness we are moving along in the harvest!!

We have two fields done and working on the last one!


 Where it all bogs down is at the Elevator.   Terry’s second load arrived at the Elevator at 1:30 in the afternoon

He was number sixteen!  It’s a time of visiting among the drivers, but still…a very long wait.

They dump two trucks at a time.  The semi’s take about 45 minutes each to dump, a truck our size take 20 minutes.  In between the dumping stops if there is a customer (dairy, feed lot, chicken farm…etc.) who comes in and wants a load of corn.

I went down at five to take him supper and he still had an hour and half wait to go.  I stayed there to keep him company. There was one other truck behind him.

The elevator opens at 6:00 in the morning and they stop taking loads after 3:00 in the afternoon.  Long hours for the workers at the elevator.  Long hours, but (more likely) much appreciated over-time.

Six thirty and we were dumped and heading home!

10:00 this morning he was back in the combine opening up the third field!  Hopefully by Monday of next week we will be done!

When we got in, got everything put away for the night it was dark.  I looked up into the moonlit sky and saw the most perfect Halloween moon!  I just had to share it with you!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Autumn a Type of Contentment—-Sunday, September 17, 2017

We’ve had rain…the days damp and the mornings with a chill

The days warm up nicely.

The pinto bean harvest came to a screeching halt—the bean puller broke…

Then as it got fixed…

The rains came.  Which means Terry will have to go out and lift all the plants up out of the soil, (rains smashes plants) before he can combine the two fields—there is still one to pull and let dry and then combine.

I’ve been canning…pineapple candy peppers and



Plus we’ve turned off water to the place.  Irrigation is done for the year.  The only thing left now will be picking up the syphon tubes and flushing out the ditches.

Fall galloped in…complete with wild geese flying over us in the wind!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



The Moon-Filled Night—Thursday, September 15, 2016

As I sit here typing way, the windows are opened to the world; our air is filled with the smell of pulled onions.  The ensilage/silage trucks are busy upon our country road/the sound of the corn choppers carrying on the breeze.

Terry is out pulling the last field of the pinto beans…Harvest is underway!

moon-in-treeTomorrow is September’s Full Moon—The Harvest Moon.  Traditionally the fullest moon closest to the Autumn equinox is the Harvest Moon.  Sometimes the Autumn equinox will will be in October, but only once or twice a decade.

Boomer and I took our walk a little early last night…I really don’t know what the time was, by the silence upon the land said all the equipment, the workers, and the farmers were home. I loved the moon as it broke free of the mountains and filled the leaves of the willow tree with light.  My little camera doesn’t take moon shots very well, but I think the leaves helped bring it into focus.

sunset-thunderstormA thundering sunset had faded away and the night was upon us.  I love to walk at night, with Boomer…there is no worry or fear of the future, no terror’s of the evil being done in the world to people who don’t deserve such treatment…it all falls away…just Boomer and I and the silence of the night.

what-is-leftWe are about done with the huge load of firewood.  It’s a relief!  We are all tired of it.  Terry and Evan cut and I load.  Two pick-ups to stack and fill.  I am the stacker and the filler of the pick-ups.  Sometimes I get behind and they have to stop and help, but not often.  I guess I’m proud, of that little fact,…I can keep up with the chainsaws.

Two more days…the end has appeared!

My mother, my brother, and I used to walk down to our grandparents most evenings, in the summer and fall, (when I was young) and Momma would sing “Shine on Harvest Moon” us as we walked, if it was Autumn.  I loved that song!

I still do. I sing the words, to myself silently, remembering those days, as we made our way past the orchard to our grandparents house, where we would all sit outside on the big front porch and enjoy the last of the good weather.

From my world to your heart,






The Light Flooded Around Me—Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Yesterday evening, Terry, Evan and I finished our load of firewood for the day and headed home.  We actually got done in an hour.  We are doing one load a night.  The pile is shrinking—thankfully.  And growing larger at each of our houses.  Maybe by Saturday we will be done.  We sure hope so, all of us are getting tired of the cutting and hauling of firewood.  🙂


(Wild turkeys)

Storms rolled in again in the late afternoon, cooling the skies and bringing rain.  Still the pintos are doing okay.  By tomorrow the rain is supposed to gone for several days.  We will begin again in earnest after the storms get out of here.  (I would like to share with you a little secret….although it doesn’t look so: Harvest is grueling work–and dusty—and worrisome. Most of all worrisome)


(more wild turkeys)


Terry and I had to finish up some stuff back out on the mud ditch last night, after the firewood.

The sky was stunning.

Darkness rolled up from the canyons, trying to fill the air with shadows.  But the light of the setting sun had other ideas.

The deepening shadows turned red and glowed in an amazing splendor behind and through the racing clouds over head.

Terry headed back in, with his load, but I stayed out there.  Letting the light flood around me.  The  silence fell in waves; the minutes with Boomer, myself, the light, and the coming night passed by uncounted for.  It was a stunning

From my world to your heart,



Step Three/Pinto Bean Harvest—September 12, 2016


The pinto beans are harvested with a pinto bean combine and pinto bean header.
picking-up-the-beansThis is how it works, gently lifting up the rows and moving them through the combine, where it breaks out the pinto beans and put them in the hopper

bean-strawThe trash—everything that is NOT a pinto bean is thrashed and left behind.  Now if you have cockaburs, sunflower seeds, or Canada Thistle seeds they will also be combined and flung into the hopper with the pinto beans.


Once there they all go into the truck and hauled to the Beanery, where we are docked for trash in the beans.  Therefore, now you know why we always hand weed our fields–the cleaner the beans the more money we bring home.  (You can see some of the ‘trash’ [in the back of our truck] which wasn’t cleaned out in with the pinto beans…this is also trash, which will dock us.)

The other problem, with those seeds, is when the pinto beans go over the shaker at the Beanery, they are the same size as a pinto bean and shake right with the beans.  If you have too many and have to have the pinto beans triple cleaned….well you get the picture.

storm-coming-in-2A storm is coming in…I hope it stays far way.  If it rains we will have a mess with the pinto bean harvest in the field that is pulled.  😦

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



Corn Report–Thursday, December 17, 2015

ReadyWe pretended  decided to get ready one more time,


One field is very, very, close.  By our moisture tester is says we are there.  But the corn sample Terry took to the Elevator said it was still too high.  The second field is still over-the-top wet.

No matter what your corn moisture tester says, it’s what the Elevator’s moisture testers reads. i.jpg

Today, around noon, we will get different sample from the third field and take it to the Elevator…maybe this one will be good to go.  Maybe.

Three fields waiting.  We’ve checked them one by one.

December is flying by…what an amazing year for corn harvest.  Although, to be sure, we are NOT the only ones with this problem.  A few of the farmers have gotten ‘some’ of their corn in, but not many, and not a lot of their fields.  Together we all wait.


Your friend on a Western Colorado Farm,


Getting Close–Thursday, September 25, 2015

Wake-UpWe are getting close (now),  to being done, with the pinto bean harvest.  Tomorrow should see the end!

3Prices are low. They are low on the corn and the hay also.  But storing something doesn’t always produce a higher price later on.

I always find this so odd…the farmer get a small amount, but the retail in the grocery store is extremely high…too many middle people along the way, I guess.


We are still irrigating the alfalfa field.  It’s a big field and takes a long time to get across, but we should finish with the irrigation by Saturday.

Drying-Corn-1After that we wait.

Corn harvest will start the last of October, or in November sometime, it all depends on the moisture content of the corn.

Winding down to gear up again…it called harvest!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


The Start of the Pinto Bean Harvest, Thursday, September, 17, 2015

FloodRight after breakfast and the next set of irrigation water on the alfalfa field, Terry, Boomer, and I header over to hook-up the bean puller and bar.

bean-pullerThis is the bean puller

730-and-bean-pullerAnd hook up the bar on the back of the 730.  You understand that Terry does most the work.  Boomer is off somewhere checking out the news and I’m pretty much there to give him a tool, or the handyman jack, or move something out the way.  🙂

bean-bladeThat’s the blade…the puller pulls the beans out the ground and the blade cuts off any stems the puller misses.

ReadyThe pinto beans are ready.  The plant is dry, with only the weeds staying green and growing.

Harvest-2Up and down, careful, careful…you don’t want to run over the plants and loose your crop.

Harvest-1Slowly, ever so slowly,

RowsThe beans are put into rows.  Once the day warms up, Terry stops— warmer air will dry the dew off the pods causing the pods to split and spill the beans.

Tomorrow (if all goes well) he will put on a different blade and go out and lift all the rows UP so they are fluffy and can have air circulate among the plants.

Then we wait.  Terry says (if the warm weather holds and NO rain), in about a week the green weeds should be dry and he can start combining.

Harvest!  A huge process with nice results.

Your friend on a Western Colorado farm,


A Very Strange Harvest —Wednesday, November 19, 2014

UnloadingYesterday there were 40 trucks in line to unload their corn.  The wait was long, long, long. Most of the trucks are semi’s with belly dumps so it goes fast ONCE they get there.

BUT….the corn harvest has turned out to be another one of those terribly hard to ‘dry down the corn’ years.  Everyone is struggling and frustrated.  The joke is we will be doing corn in January —OH! LET US HOPE NOT!

A field will test dry then as they get to different area, within the SAME field, the moisture content zooms up and the harvest has to stop.

Into-the-truckSo we do what we can, then wait until the moisture drops and start all over again.  Terry is out checking all the fields now…a sample here and a sample there…at the end of the field, in the middle of the field, in a random spot.   You sure don’t want to combine wet corn, have it turned down at the elevator and then lose the whole load because it molds.  We could get the drying granaries ready, but Terry much prefers to haul straight the elevator.  Keeps the crop costs down (electricity to run the big dryer) and we don’t have to load the bins, then get back in and unload them.  Unloading a grain bin is TONS of work—we’ve reached an age where back breaking work is something we don’t want to do anymore.

Yes we use a auger to get the corn out of the bin, but you still have to get inside and scoop out the last of of the corn.


Anyway…life goes on.  The other house is done, until the furnace is put in; now we will need to look for a renter.  But that process won’t start until we get the furnace in.  It will be nice to find just the right person who would like to live in the country, take care of a lawn, and maybe enjoy an animal or two in the corrals…our daughter and family had goats.

Today I’m still setting up Christmas…I’m thinking the tree…it’s fake so I can set it up anytime and enjoy the lights.  (It’s the lights I love).  (Or I’ll be helping Terry…we will see)

Your friend on a western Colorado Farm,