Tedious Rhythm of Wind—Thursday, January 6, 2022

The overwrought wind

Lifted and flung everything here and there

Suspending clean, filling up spaces.


cold days, chilled fingers, snow, and bitter winds.


Still…each day accomplished brings us closer to

(Not a current photo—just a wish from the past)



Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



A Generous Gift of Extraordinary Kindness — Sunday, January 12, 2020

On a very cold day, with snow starting to fall

I sat down to my computer to start my morning computer work

(See the moon between the frozen branches of the Forsythia bush? 🙂  )

There in my in-box was a beautiful gift of warmth and green lush grass and four darling

eyes looking around their glittering island home, of Marco Island, Florida.

A huge wonderful gift from Wayne and Carolyn Maxwell, Terry’s sister and brother-in-law (enjoying warm air and sunshine, ocean sunsets in their amazing winter home.)

Thank you so very much!

From my world to your heart,



Raptured by Frozen Fog — Monday, January 6, 2020

The fog as been beautiful the last two days

So thick and dense clinging to anything it possibly can—making me feel lost in a wonderland

I love being out in it…the air so heavy it settles on my skin, hair, clothing

Gradually the sun starts to burn through the frozen frost making the corn bales look like french knots on an embroidered lacy field

It takes a while for the earth to brighten and melt, but for a short lovely time our farm and the surrounding area feels like another time

Another planet where everything is impossibly different

I love being out in frozen fog; for the peace it brings

Then it melts and scatters; leaving the blue, blue sky.

It’s all love for me…there are so many things to love—right here, right now.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — Fall Storm

A-sleepThe day started like this…Boom was resting and resting and resting.  But Mom came out and started putting all the lawn furniture away…off we trotted to the old unused grain bin…first Boomer’s favorite bed, then his second favorite bed, then Dad’s favorite chair…after that all the tables and the benches.  Back and forth Boomer and I went with Mom.  We are very good helpers!!


Then when Dad and Mom went off to finish Shannon’s fireplace


the wind started up…it blew me this way and that!  That is one thing about wind I really don’t like my fur going here and there and everywhere!

Gradually the day started to end as the wind got worse and worse.

Boomer and I decided we were NOT spending the night in the dog houses….no sire!  Not tonight!


Because the wind and the rain and the ice were bad all night!!!

We woke up to a very cold morning!  Mom started a fire in the fireplace; we all toasted until I just got too hot and HAD to go outside!!!

Mom wonders if  the snow and ice  have finished off the apple harvest.  Mom says she hopes not.


Anyway …


Boomer and have stuff to do, we are off (he is that dot in the weeds) to check out how the farm and our wild friends did last night in that bad storm.  As you can see we are just cold here, the rain didn’t really wet anything down, just turned to ice.  As the sun has come up it melted.


“I’ll take it!” bayed Boomer.  “Give me sun any day!”


Me too…that was enough for a while!