The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Mom and I Out on the Farm

Mom and I went out on the farm to see what we could see:

(From Pinterest)

First off, we saw lots of tracks—Bird feet

Shadows of grasses

Shadows of the weeds

Shadows of corn

Some birds, but they were flying,

not walking

We have lots and lots of Quail…masses of them, like a bazillion or so.  (It’s really fun to run up to them and make them scatter; some fly, some run, some hide. Ever so much fun!)

We saw TWO snake skins.

One was SUPER big.  Mom said she was glad she didn’t see the snake, the skin was bad enough.

We saw Stanley

Fox feet tracks,

I wonder if it was Kit?

Raccoons, they are here, there, and everywhere

Mom saw a busy bug

in the flower weeds

I sniffed here there and everywhere

Mom and I had lots and lots and lots of fun!

Boomer Beaglie Brown (BAY, HOWL, HAWOOOOOO)

 

 

In One Beat of the Heart — Thursday, June 26, 2019

High in the sky

In a flash of feathers

 

Appearing and disappearing, emerging solid and larger than life

 

Dipping closer and closer

was the sad fact for the little chipmunk, but a necessary lunch in the of the circle of life.

Sigh.

From my world to yours,

Linda

That Extraordinary Weight of My Heart —-Sunday, November 18, 2018

Sometimes there are things within seemingly ordinary days

That blaze forth into my heart, mind, and soul

Often times its something so tremendously common, yet so toweringly wonderful

They seem to blanket the earth, or the sky, whichever it may be

The commonplace whispers to me with throbbing messages of distant lands or new places to see

Sometimes it an amazing gift of wings in flight

Or grumbling clouds filled with streaks of light

But always, always whispering all around me in slow rhythmic  movements

Silently the every day of common things weigh wonderful upon my life.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Promise Me, Please, You Will Stop and Enjoy Just Today—-Sunday, September 30, 2018

In this world of many wonders, the God(s) send brilliant blessings, which we can not see if we don’t stop and look.

My email had this marvelous message:
” Hi, Linda.
A strong and fast storm blew through late afternoon today, knocking down limbs throughout the area. It moved west to east, with the setting sun breaking out on the horizon right as the downpour ended.

You know what that means:

And just a few moments before, this was sitting atop our roof:

By its tail feathers, it looked to be a Cooper’s Hawk.

Hoping you get some good rain – and soon.

Thanks. Take care.

Joe

This day, this wonderous day is the only one you have until you wake up the next morning.

Thank you, Joe!

May each one of you have a day full of glowing sunlight!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— A Visit with Friends

Mom and I headed over to the other equipment area to ‘do some work’.  Mom goes over with Dad to help Dad do something hard…like change out a fuel pump, work on the chain on the pickup header, you know ‘stuff’; things I don’t have to do EVER!

So, while they were working, I took myself off to see what I could see, learn what I could learn, and find out all the news on that part of the farm.

I was sniffing along

when suddenly from out of no-where came Quade’s wife Quick and all the little Quails…cheeping and chirping as they scuttled along…they came so very fast and in such a large group I nearly jumped out of my dog fur!

As they scuttled away Quade appeared.

Quade and I visited for a spell, then he was off…he didn’t want Quick to get too far out of his sight.

Closer to the old (filled in) ensilage pit I ran into Stewart and Stanley.

They chattered with me for a long time, but I found listening to them rather hard…full cheeks and communication do NOT make good partners….

Stewart kept spitting little chunks as he talked…kinda interesting and gross all at the same time.

I had headed over to the little asparagus patch, down the tiny draw there when I hear the high-pitched whistle of …. HAWK!

I jerked my head up to look into the branches of the very ancient willow tree and saw….a wind-blow hawk surveying the place where Quade and his little family had just vacated.

I raced back up the small rise in the land, ran over to Mom, turned around and, raised my right front paw, straightened out my whole body so I was an arrow from the tip of my nose to the tip of the tail, lifted my head up and HOWLED!!!  Pointing with all my might at the tip of the old Willow tree and the hawk!

Mom and Dad stopped whatever they were doing looked at me, looked at where I was pointing and saw that hawk surveying the farm for lunch!

“Good Job, Boomer!”  Mom came over to where I was standing, took out her camera and took several photos of the hawk.  Just as she finished the hawk took off; flying up high into the sky, then way over onto the back of the farm on the Back Forty…a long way from where Stewart, Stanley, Quade, and the chipmunks live. Thank Goodness!

Mom and Dad did a little bit more of whatever they were doing.

Then Mom called me and put me on the four-wheeler, gave me a pat and a kiss on the nose; we were off.

 

Heading home

where Mindy Cat is safe from the likes of at big bird predator in the sky.

And Mom and Dad and I can do ‘stuff’ around the farmyard, instead.

Boomer Beaglie Brown

 

 

 

Nature’s Bling —- April 30, 2014

The wind is still with us…a very sharp wind, blowing across the snow freshly dumped in the mountains all around us.

We are COLD.  In my yard the asparagus has froze, the lilac buds have turned brown and dried on the stem, the fruit trees crisp white blooms are now a brown yucky color.  Out on the farm everything is still okay…the alfalfa is  cold but green, growing slowly, but still alive.  We are still irrigating, nothing has been planted so we have no worries in that department.

Rain-chutRain and snow occurred off and on all day

Rain-shootThe wind pushing storm clouds from the west toward us, then onto the east

Sun-in-the-RoubioucAt different points the sun shined into the Roubidoux Canyon allowing us to see the geological formations just four miles from our farm.

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The tri-colored Red-winged Blackbirds helped us while we changed water, searching for yummy things in the soil.

Waiting-in-the-setA hawk looking for super also, watched us while we changed the water, swaying gently in the wind on his tiny branch in the tree.  The tree is still waiting for warmth so it can leaf out…waiting, just like us.

Rain-bow-and-pipeSuddenly a rainbow lite up an culvert a neighbor has ready to insert across an arroyo on his land!

BlingWe worked on the water until dark, but even the dark offered Bling in the most spectacular of ways!

The Bling of Nature…really, who could ask for more?  Not I.  I am most comfortable here, on the land…really Terry and I try hard to one with the land and all that shares it with us!

Your farming friend,

Linda

 

 

Monday, December 2, 2013

I have a little hawk…he/she is an extremely friendly….

Hawk-3

 

He/she sits very close to me looking for mice hanging under the firewood

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I’ve never had a hawk be so…hum…NOT shy.  But this one is.

He/she even let me go into the house, get the camera, come back and take his/her photo.  Of course the wild birds have fled…I would too if I were potential dinner. 🙂

As for the mice…he/she can have all that can be eaten.

Hauling wood is an even most pleasant chore!

Your farm friend,

Linda

 

More Storms Heading Our Way

But it’s beautiful right now, and that is what really matters!

Not all of the snow has gone, but with this warm weather it should be out of here by the time the next storm hits.

Our next door farming neighbor is still trying to get his corn in.  The moisture is running around 15%.  Boy do we feel for him!

  The sun has been  just delightful…this falcon thinks so also.  Bitter weather is hard on everything.

Babies are due any day now.  I suppose they will wait until the storms hit. 

Our cows still stay pretty close together, but not far from the visiting herd.

Until the next storm…

Life is Good!

Linda