A wee walk-about on the farm
Saw a very busy hawk searching, searching
For something to fill his/her tummy.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
As the Days Grow Shorter and Shorter — Monday, November 15, 2021
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It Rained and the Wind Blew — Wednesday, October 27, 2021
But, back before the wet and blustery weather rolled in
I went for a ride-about
I wanted to get a good photo of the hawk(s) who live on our land
Sigh!
I guess I didn’t make it.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Dusk Coming Faster and Faster — Monday, October 25, 2021
Gone is the time when the days of Summer seem endless
The dark of the night is coming swifter and faster and lasting longer and longer
Still, the days offer amazing delights —sweet little eye-candy treats
The heartbeat of our bird friends on the farm, gifting us with bits and pieces of their lives.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
The Tapestry of Wings Glinting in the Sunlight —- Wednesday, August 4, 2021
Common Pheasant….he is a great one to scare a person by squawking and flying up suddenly at your feet 🙂
Hunting, hunting, hunting.
And that wonderful little nymph-like spirit
Called
Hummingbird….riding like a wisp on the currents of our air.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The Dance of Food — Tuesday, June 1, 2021
That exquisite
Stunningly beautiful flight
The cute fun little Quail…Tra-la-la-la
Sigh!
Lunch is served.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
As Light Plays Across the Land — Monday, May 17, 2021
A darling little bunny dashed in front of us as we were irrigating
I’ve seen bunnies dashing this way and that in the warming sunshine
Most of the time in the Upper End.
This is amazing because this is also the coyotes’ favorite place to hunt.
Oftentimes in the green-dappled light (I put up a camera to see where the coyotes have been hanging out.)
I see little squirrels…I like to think they are Stanley
And Stewart.
The hawks hunt the land.
In reality, all is peaceful and calm and just perfect.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Did We Leave Spring and Return to Winter? —- Wednesday, April 21, 2021
It’s cold again…fire in the woodstove cold
Miserable out on the ditch bank cold
Cold enough there is ice on the running water
Which is very cold. Our breath smokes and plumes in the air.
The wind has been a huge mess, days of it…blowing gusts of 40 m.p.h.
I keep hoping soon…very soon we will settle into a soft and lovely Spring.
Soon! Please!
From my heart to your world,
Linda
In the Peace and Quiet — Monday, April 19, 2021
“Age has given me what I was looking for my entire life…I fit into me now…I have become the woman I hardly dared imagine I would be.” Anne Lamott
Shhhhh…go slowly in the low sun
Allow the light to dazzle your eyes.
Watch the sun blazing through the dip in the canyons way up there on the Uncompahgre Plateau
See the hawk, on silent wings, flying softly —-hunting, hunting
The sky, slowly darkening
Until the first stars start to show.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Gifts from the Sky — Thursday, February 4, 2021
There is often more gifts in nature than we realize
Shooting stars are a gift…a flash of light, with a shower of sparks
So is the dim winter sun lighting up the beauty of a little collared-dove
Or to watch the flight of a bird being lit up by bright snowy clouds
Suddenly seeing a hawk flying low over the woodpile
Or to hear the call of the Sandhill Cranes as they wing over the farmyard
Or that flash of red on a Red-winged Blackbird
Lending brightness to a grey sort of day
Hearing an enchanting song
Even in the snow, there is a delight
Full of light, wonder, and song
No matter what is going on in your life…there are always moments of awe.
What a gift.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, November 20, 2020
Chapter Three
After a good night’s sleep on my chair that I adore, I decided it was time to head outdoors.
Being inside is good, keeps me from getting cold feet, and cold fur, but I get tired of inside.
MEOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. I yelled at Mom, who was fixing breakfast. MMEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOWWW!
“Geez,” Dad exclaimed, getting up from his place by the woodstove. “What is it, Mindy? Oh. You want out. Okay, out you go.”
Out I went, running as fast as I could through the door, ear flat, tail flat. Then I stopped.
It is cold still. Mist everywhere. Not only cold, damp.
Okay, that’s how it is…I’m not going back inside I need to go see if there are any mice anywhere.
Hmmm
I wonder about the hayfield. I haven’t been there for several days.
Off I went, the mist just starting to burn off as the sun grew warmer.
Okay…
Hum
Looking
Looking
“YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!”
What the heck…?
“YEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!”
My goodness! I looked all around me trying to figure out what I was hearing.
“HEY CAT!”
I looked up on top of the power pole
HAWK!
Oh! My Goodness…HAWK!
“Don’t worry, Cat.” The hawk yelled down to me. “I’m full. I had breakfast a short while ago. I just heard the news. Boomer has left the farm for the Rainbow Bridge. Is that true?”
I sat down and peered up at the hawk who was peering down at me— “Yes, my wonderful friend, Boomer lives over the Rainbow Bridge now.” I answered.
“Gosh, this is sad news,” Hawk replied. “Sad news!
I used to see him checking out the news all over the farm.
We would visit sometimes.
Does Oreo know?
Or Freddy Fox?”
“I don’t know” I hollered back to Hawk…but, I’m thinking, if you know, then probably
Ruth the Owl,
Oreo the Skunk, and
Freddy and his family must all know.”
“Maybe so, Cat, Maybe so…I think I’m off to find out.”
I watch Hawk rise up and flap away.
Then just as suddenly Hawk was circling and
LANDING
Not far from me.
I made to run.
“STOP CAT! I just wondered one more thing.
Do the coyotes know.”
“Coyotes! COYOTES? I don’t know, Hawk. I don’t know.”
With that, I ran as fast as I could toward the safety of the house.
Toward DAD!
I Had to Get out of the open of that alfalfa field.
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