Before Autumn abruptly shifted into winter

I walked the farm marveling

At the dance the flocks of birds make, swirling and dipping in the sky.

Look who is back!  The day before the big wind, I saw a Sandhill Crane in the yard!

And a Crow on the road!

Not to mention

Our amazing hawk—I call him Harry. It might be a she, so Harriett would then be her name.

DINNER!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda