Three Roads Diverged in a Yellow Cornfield — Monday, January 8, 2023

Posted on January 8, 2024 by Dayphoto

Three roads diverged in a yellow cornfield

Sorry Boo Berry and I could not travel all

We stood at the center and looked down at all three

Then took the one with the best smells to claim,

And yet, free of big globs of goop

We, Boo Berry and I traveled far,

The sun warm upon us and the air very chill

Trodding slowly back

Get smells of news in the doggie nose

And the doggie coat free of gloopy stuff–

Ah, yes, that is the road we chose–

One free of the leavings of cows, but still full of news.

Which made all the difference.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Spring is a Long Ways Off Yet — Monday, January 9, 2022

Posted on January 9, 2023 by Dayphoto

We have a cold front coming our way. That is what our sky says.

A beautiful western Colorado Sundog.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Before the Rain, and Sleet, and Snow Came Again —- Sunday, January 9, 2022

Posted on January 9, 2022 by Dayphoto

Terry and I took full advantage of a rather nice day the other day

Taking that cascading and overflowing onto the road huge pile of wood

Whittling it down to a small pile (we got tired)

Creating a large pile of split wood.

Thankfully we still have masses and masses of wood to go. We are thinking it will last us this year and maybe next year, also!

Wood is the gift of heat in winter!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Each Day Remarkable Then Fading to Memory — Thursday, January 9, 2020

Posted on January 9, 2020 by Dayphoto

One thing I think I can say is I truly enjoy is using my camera.

It stitches together the beginning of everything, within my very ordinary day

My camera records small details,

Which seem like nothing, but are the foundation and the clouds and the air in-between

The years are flying by, we are aging now

My camera the daily recording of memories — for we never know when our souls are called.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Crunch of Snow and the Slush of Melt —- Wednesday, January 9, 2019

Posted on January 9, 2019 by Dayphoto

(This is an old photo from the last melt two weeks ago, but I loved the colors)

It’s melting here…great swaths of earth now call MUD forming here there and everywhere

It is the season of MUD!

But I am thinking it won’t last. This, after all, it is January.

There are several more weeks to go until March

But for a short spell, I will enjoy this small melt

Wipe up the mud and water as we come into the house

And continue to count the days until the new season of farming starts.

(These photos of snow and birds were taken three days ago…we are melting fast)

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

I Miss the Sun—Monday, January 9, 2016

Posted on January 9, 2017 by Dayphoto

We are socked in again. The sky is thick with clouds and the scent of snow is live in the air.

Sigh!

My mind, my heart and my soul misses the sun.

Even a tiny sliver of sunrise would be nice.

Or a quick peak at the sun as it vanishes into the night!

Any sunlight would be nice.

Until then…

I’ll know that the mountains are filling up with snow…snow means melt come spring, melt means full reservoirs and water for irrigation! YAY!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Spot of History—Monday, January 9, 2015

Posted on February 9, 2015 by Dayphoto

Before I move forward

The dome building behind the cows is someone’s house. Our farm is the edge of California Mesa, then it drops down into what the old-timers call ‘No-Man’s Land’. No-man’s-land is the flat land just before the next drop into Roubidoux Canyon. No-man’s-land is very poor ground, not fit for good farming back in 1882 when Delta was incorporated. Farming was hard enough in our area, although not so bad in the town of Delta and North Delta…they had water. Water the lifeblood of man.

Here you see the edge of the mesa better. You also see more of the flat land.

Today the flatlands have been subdivided allowing people to live ‘out in the country’. Also, water is available, which always helps any ground improve. I could go on and on about the history of our place, but I think I will stop here.

On a sidebar note—those gigantic transmission power lines are on the OTHER Side of Roubidoux Canyon…The blue/grey is the foot hills of the Uncompahgre Plateau, and the blue is The Uncompahgre Plateau.

I’m sure I’ve bored you long enough. I thank you for stopping by and asking questions. I love to go on and on about the history of this area, but…enough, really is enough!

Your friend on a Western Colorado Farm,

Linda