Life Moves Forward Relentlessly—Tuesday, January 29, 2019

The month is January…still.

I look at the calendar daily waiting for the moment when we turn into February.

Each day is winter, long and drawn out and cold, but filled with routines that mush us through each dark and dreary day

But if it is long for me…then it is longer for the wildlife.  The coyotes are brazen and bad, coming right into the yard, searching for food…not good.

They need to search someplace else.

The rancher said he will be coming any day now to gather up his Momma cows and take them to his ranch home…he wants to have them closer to monitor the births.

He is wise.  With the coyotes so active there is nothing so vulnerable as a cow in labor.

Inside the very worst of winter, there are still things to find of great joy and beauty…so outside I go—

Each day there is something so wonderful that I need to record it with my camera

The bliss of each day is just right there, waiting for me to stumble into it

So, yes, life moves forward

But as each day passes

I realize that being outside stabilizes my need to by-pass winter

Into true happiness for the healing magic of the day/night captured on camera

Nothing mediocre/drab/or unexciting exists if I just open my eyes.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

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Last Night I Dreamed of Spiders —- Monday, January 29, 2018

Last night I dreamed of spiders….lots of spiders.

Crazy big spiders, tiny tiny spiders, spiders of all shapes and sizes; spinning webs here and there and everywhere.

Spiders creep me out.  I know! I know! They are an important part of the ecosystem.

But once when I was a young child my mother was bitten by a Black Widow Spider and almost died.  It was a long, slow time of recovery for her—and I never forgot it.

Then several years back I was bitten by a cousin of the Brown Recluse spider, which resulted in a hole on my forearm.

I dream that I had to walk through their webs, while the spiders were spinning, climbing, hunting and even snacking on their victims.

I remember going to a drive-in movie show with my parents where the two features were THE SPIDER and the second one  The Fly



I spent the whole time crouched on the floor in the back of the car.

It was a long night.

I’m so glad it’s morning and I left behind those thousands of eyes, round as marbles, in their sticky paths of silk hanging in the air….watching.

Whew!

I guess I was just way too tired when I went to sleep.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Routine of My Life is Part of My Daily Contentment—-Sunday, January 29, 2017

woodAlthough the winter hours are snail-like in progress moving ever so slowly toward the uplifting time of Spring.

weedMy days are still full of wonder and joy.  From the tiny shadows of the dried out, but still standing weeds,

geeseTo a lone Canadian goose

feather

feather laying in wait for me to find it.

field-and-san-juansAnd always, always that wonder of the sun shining on the mountains;  (This mountain range is the San Juan Mountain range) surrounding our farm.

boomie-and-his-shadow

And those oldest of sundials— shadows—horizontal, vertical, then horizontal again, in the shifting light.

black-canyonAs the light begins to die, burning color upon the land, fading moment by moment into ashes of gray. My heart lifts in song.

straight-aheadI hope I am always here.  Living out my last days… right here, on this little farm.

For you see….I truly love my life.

From my world to your heart.

Linda

 

A Big Thank YOU, Thursday, January 29, 2015

I want to give all of you a BIG THANK YOU for all the encouragement with my new endeavor with Sherlock Boomer!  The Chapter One is now posted with good reviews.  I shall continue until the very end, at which time there Should be a book.

The Adventures of Boomer will still continue on Friday, after all Boomer does tell about Farm life from his perspective.  Life on a Colorado Farm seen through the eyes of a beagle, so to speak.

Maybe I’ll figure out how to make Fuzzy and Boomer’s adventures into a true story yet, many of you suggested I give it a good try.  I’m open to suggestions if you want to leave me a comment or to email me.  As Sallie from The Traveling Grainvilles, and others of you pointed out Fuzzy was a vital part of the farm for a very long time.

Another thing you might notice is my blog got a mini-make-over thanks to Uncle Spike. (Uncle Spike is a farmer in Turkey.  You might head on over– his blog is very diverse and full of photos and cool adventures he has had over his life.)

Uncle Spike very graciously helped me get the comment section set-up so I can answer everyone’s comments right on the blog!  I like the idea of answering the comments right on the blog as it gives depth to the post it would otherwise not have.

Uncle Spike then set up the header with categories —under Fuzzy and Boomer you will find the Adventures of Boomer and the Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer.  Life on a Colorado Farm is all other posts except Sherlock Boomer.  Sherlock Boomer will be the serial posts, which I hope will result in a book.

An Invitation is still there…I’m still thinking on it.  I like the idea of inviting people to sign-up but maybe it isn’t necessary.  I’m open to suggestions if you want to give them to me.

Terry and I and our neighbor have been working steady cleaning up the mess left from the logging of the trees. We must hurry as there is a storm due in here tonight (it might miss us) and we want to have as much done as possible —if it is a very wet storm.  Also, the cows are coming the middle of next week, which means me MUST get done down there and get the fence put back up.

Fire-1Once more THANK YOU!

Your friend,

Linda