Exquisite Melt — Well, Sort of a Melt — Wednesday, January 5, 2022

Energy cannot be created or destroyed; it can only be changed from one form to another. —Albert Einstein

(Taken before the storm)


We are warming up ‘some’…the wind has either blown all the snow away,

(Taken before the storm)


Or the snow has melted (in places, although not very much.  Still way too cold)

(Taken before the snow—we need to split this pile)

( Current photo)

Terry said the ground was just ‘too dry in some places for the snow to hold.

So, in the gradual warm-up to 28-32* (-2.22 c to 0c) around three in the afternoon, to quickly sliding back down to brrrrr levels.

Has places on the ground looking pretty brown.

I think another storm is to come in again.  Maybe with more moisture.  The mountains really got nice snow levels, over 5 ft in some places! 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



To Know the Value of the Gift — Tuesday, January 5, 2021

The Sandhill Cranes have been in our area for at least two months, but never here on our farm

But yesterday morning they CAME

Singing loudly to each other and to any ear that wishes to hear

They have come,  shimmering against the gold of last year’s corn stalks, singing tranquility into the air…sunshine streaming in the frigid air.

Joy in my heart!

From my world to your heart,



A Sharp Shard of Nasty Cold Temperature—Wednesday, January 5, 2020

It’s terribly cold here.  5*F (-15 c)  when I work up this morning, with a feels like 1*F (-17*c) temp.

Although, we don’t have snow. Thankfully.  Cold and snow make me feel even Colder!

The grasping nasty cold has the little goats struggling.  Although, they have a very warm house, full of warm sawdust and lots of good food

Their ages are working against them.  When they came to live on the farm they were very elderly and in a rather poor condition.  They had spent all their lives in a tiny box of a pen only able to stand and move to the food box then move back to the end of the stall to sit down again…not enough to stretch and run and jump as goats love to do.

Our oldest daughter, whose goats they are, has worked with them —allowing them to have a very luxurious pen, with lots, and lots of runs to run in.  Very good food and lots of brushing and pets.

I take down apples and special goat treats daily, the two little goat brothers coming happily to be fed.

Still, this winter has been hard on them.  Causing their ancient bones to stiffen up; making movement very hard.  Right now in the dry, extremely hard cold, it seems worse.

Winter..I am a tad ready for you to fly away, and be gone.

Which reminds me…I saw two Western Meadowlarks two days ago.  And last week a flock of about 8 (eight) Mountain Bluebirds.  Hopeful signs of warmer days to come!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



There (in Solitary) Located in a Storm Cloud—-Sunday, January 5, 2020

I opened my email the other day to find a gift to me from Senior Hiker

The bright promise of an amazing rainbow, within the middle of a sun crested storm cloud.


Thank you so much, Senior. Hiker!  This is outstanding!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm!


Wind Driven Snow—-Thursday, January 5, 2017

snow-storm-003Around four this morning the dark and cloudy skies filled with wind full of snow.


The air was roiling with tiny flakes of frozen water.  As the night lightened into day the wind has continued to blast the trees and pelt the buildings.

Min-Min cat met me at the back door telling me she wasn’t going to spend the day in the barn, the shop or the shed–Thank you very much!  Today she is an inside cat!

The whole sky is shades of gray and white.  I can hear the whistle of wind around the eves of the house and rustling the fire in the wood stove.

The ground is all white now…chilly and soft all at once.  The air is sharp and full of shards, but the ground is starting to look like a Christmas card.


From my world to your heart,


A Mixed Blessing—Tuesday, January 5, 2016

It’s snowing here again.  A mixed blessing of sorts.  Storm(This is an old photo…from three weeks ago.)

The snow has warmed up the air a tad.  Always good.


The gray light across the landscape has lifted the world from night shadows into a soft filter of sun.


The dying night  speaks volumes of what our frozen landscape is made up of—

View-3Vast fields of white and, of course, last years [still] standing corn.

A quote says it all….  “there’s just something beautiful about walking on snow that nobody else has walked on.  It makes you believe you are special”.—Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home. 

So we move forward, you and I…day five of the year 2016. Searching for those little bits of joy that fill our lives with happiness.

Your friend,



Housebound—Monday, January 5, 2015

Feeling a tad housebound Terry decided that a short walk to hook-up the fence down by the head gate (for the next farm) would fix the problem.

Fing-Fence-1 Starting at the electric fencer each strand of wire was checked and re-hooked–working around our farm yard;  gradually making it to the gate at the end of the pinto bean field.  This is also the head gate (for irrigation water) to the next farm.

Fixing-Fence-1Sunday we try to only do those things that MUST be done.  But, sometimes the air inside starts to feel closed in an way too warm.

BinStill feeling like we just DID NOT want to go back inside Terry and I finished up the cleaning of the grain bin. We swept up two buckets of corn, cleaned out the tubes and hooked up all the doors and vents.  (Boomer wanted very much to help…but doggie toes on the mesh floor was NOT a good idea.)   Then we took the two buckets of corn and flung it out into the ditch to feed the quail and pheasants—the mice and song birds—and yes, any deer that might trot along looking for a nice winter treat.

Sun-1When we finished our slight chores I noticed that the sun was setting; breaking through the clouds in a tiny rim along the Uncompahgre Plateau. What a joy to see even that tiny bit of sunshine.

Morning-SunThis morning the sun rose causing the thin clouds to turn a brilliant red…another joy for a winter’s day.  This color is rare, rare, rare in the pale frozen time of winter!  I sang a song of happiness when I saw it!

Now, as I sit upstairs in my little office, looking outside I see the thin clouds have become thicker and typical white/blue colors that mark each day have arrived. Today Terry and I will continue to work on the fences and do all those every-day things we each must do.

I am also sending to each and every one of you warm thoughts for a perfect Monday, filled with pleasures and happiness!

Your friend,