Under the Lash of a March Rain —- Sunday, March 15, 2020

The trees are showing glorious signs of starting to bud out

Even though the air was dripping, wet, and ever so cold Friday

The trees gave off such a beautiful sigh of joy

Who cares that the earth became sodden

There is a hint of spring and summer out there in the fields

Tender little shoots

which need the life-giving moisture.

The road looks nice.  Although, it will settle over-time.  Right now a person would not know we had it torn up just a few days ago.

And, even though you stand in the heart of the field, once more, you would never know a tile line runs under it and was dug up and repaired not so long ago.

Of course, those spots will settle and be a wee bit of problem this first year, but by next year the scar will be healed.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


The Sky is a Dull Silver Gray—Tuesday, October 30, 2018

A storm has blown in streaming moisture and clouds across the heavens

It’s supposed to be a one day visit.  Leaving our area this afternoon sometime on a stiff brisk wind.

Corn harvest waits a tad bit longer.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,