The Sky is still Frumpy with Winter —Wednesday, January 22, 2020

The birds of winter—-

Those delightful wandering large and small birds

Filling the air with their gossip and chatter

Shining brightly there in the sky

Filling our lawn with their busy searching and scratching

Then suddenly lifting up in a huge swoosh of wings

The tap-tap tapping on the bark of the very old Cottonwood tree fills the cold winter air

A pair of owls gently shake the branches of the same tree each evening as they call one to the other 

A blackbird, of some sort, rests in the branches waiting for submissive sun take back the sky from clouds

The crows tell all the secrets of the land.

Thank Heavens for the winter birds.  They make my winter life ever so much better.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



Cold! The Ancient Voice of January—Tuesday, January 22, 2019

“Are those magic fairy wands glistening on the tree or only winter icicles all sparkling at me?”–The Winter Fairy Song

Winter has arrived again, with a sharp, very sharp cold wind, and a windchill in the range of BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

We received snow starting in the afternoon and over the night

Not lots, but enough to make a mess, once this chill wind leaves

Everything and everyone hunkering down until we reach another warm spell

Then it will be back to mud season

To be honest with you, I am counting down the days until Spring.

But SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, don’t tell anyone.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


The Wind Sang a Frozen Song—-Monday, January 22, 2018

After a long-icy day of snow, sleet, sideways wind, and air so chilled nothing tried to move

The storm left us with a distinct feeling of relief—the driving needles of the sideways sleet, augmented now and then with huge bursts of sleetless wind; nothing sticking to the ground

a huge chill came to today’s vast blue sky.



The wild birds are back pecking at full tilt on the feeders, making up for the fat lost by a day of hovering wherever they hovered.

This morning’s sunrise lite up the few remaining clouds and the lack of strong wind sang peace to me.  Inspite of the cold.

From my world to your heart,



Enter the Sun —- Sunday, January 22, 2017

snowAfter a brief dusting of snow

melted-snowWe melted!  Adding too the already mud and slop.


Then the rains came!  Popping up bubbles in the huge puddles.  Fun little bubbles, as if the earth was adding some humor into all the moisture.

sunbeams-003Then this morning we woke up to fleeing clouds

sunbeams-001And sunlight over the land

As I write this the sky is  clear, the sun bright, and there is beauty all around!

From my world to your heart!


Good Fences and Gates—Thursday, January 22, 2015

Teresa hosts a Good Fences and Gates every Thursday, which is always lots of fun. Her post today has a beautiful Texas sized Gate complete with stunning art work.

GateWhen we were up working on the artery ditch (that takes off from the headgate) I thought I would show you a very functional/typical gate here on our farm—- and most of the farms around us who have cattle.  Looks just like the fence.

OPenYou have to slip a wire off the top pole to open the gate, then lay the gate down flat (or it will get in a huge tangle); then you can drive through.

It isn’t pretty, folks!  But it does do the job!

For more gates and fences head over to Teresa site and check out they ones people have entered.  Better yet–take some photos of your own and link your site to hers!  All in good fun!

Your farm friend,