BREAK!!!! We Needed a Small Break—Wednesday, June 11, 2025

We needed a small break!  Not a huge vacation, but a wee break in the same ole, same old.  This is the Fruit Growners Reservoir.… check the blue words for more information.

When my brother and I grew up, we knew it as Hart’s Basin; it was a big hang-out for all the boys in our small neighborhood at the base of Antelope Hill—a big fruit farm on the top of the hill overlooking Fruit Growers Reservoir.

My brother (not me—I’m not brave enough) and his friends would swim there, swing off a tree branch, plunge into the deep water, hunt crawdads, and camp out.

From there, we took the back roads going by, what I used to know as The Figure 4 Ranch, around and up, and around again, by-passing Cedaredge and winding up on Cedar Mesa—then onto Cactus Park.

Since Terry was a line-foreman for the local REA — Rural Electric Association, Delta Montrose Electric Association— for 34 years, he traveled all over our county and Montrose county, their service area.

Although I was born and raised here, there are many places I have never seen.  This was a huge treat for me.  To see the country, Terry helped build and maintain power lines for customers.

Once we drove through beautiful Cactus Park, we were in the postal service of Hotchkiss, Colorado. 

I asked if we could go see the 7X Ranch and Castle— 

It’s a wee bit famous- I’ve always wanted to see it.

You will have to go to the website to see it, because this is a family home.  Such a pretty place.

After that, we headed home.

It was a nice treat.

Weald (noun) wooded, uncultivated territory 

From our world to your world,

Linda

When It Is WAY TOO HOT—Tuesday, June 11, 2024

 

Ya just gotta go for a ride

 

Yep— it is the simple things that give someone the gift of extraordinary.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Each Person Experiences the World in Different Ways — Sunday, June 11, 2023

Each Person Experiences the World in Different Ways—

the key is to live in harmony—as much as is humanly possible.

Even though some prefer living in a flock

There are others who gather only in spirit

There are those whom we meet that seem to shimmer with goodness and light

Yet we all are ruled by the same longings—to have a place to call home, family, a purpose

To fill the longings of one’s soul

To feel safe

With the freedom to experience many rich and varied things.

And to know that we

In our own special way

We brighten others’ lives

As they gift us back with treats from their hearts.

The trick to life–well to everything—

It too ‘see’ beyond what you think you are seeing.

To not limit yourself to what you expect to see, but what is really there.

From my heart to your world,

Linda

 

The Adventures of Mindy on Friday—-Why Worry , Friday, June 11, 2021

“Well, this is a fine thing,” Mom said, getting out of the car with her hand in a massive pink thing. “I looks like I actually fractured my joint in my right hand, in the little finger.”

“Six weeks of PINK and metal on my hand” Mom explained as she bent down to pet me.

What is a six weeks, I wondered to myself; what is that heavy thing on Mom’s hand?

O………….purrrr………..turn over on my tummy……………..purrrr…keep petting Mom this feels good.

Mom scratches me under the chin.  Then gets up. “Well, it’s going to slow down some things, but not going for walk with you, Mindy Lou Sue.  Let me put my stuff down inside, then you and I can go for a walk. I think my mind NEEDS a walk.”

I jumped up on the lawn chair and waited.

Soon Mom was back outside—off we went.

Out to the chicken house

Over to the shed

Behind the woodpile

We took a small walk-about. I don’t get why Mom is worried, she can still pet me and do walkabouts. Life is still Good.

Mindy Lou Sue, Min-Min

In the Gnashing Wind and Freezing Air— Thursday, June 11, 2020

It’s been miserable here for the last few days

Monday night was THE WORST. Threatening clouds all around us.

The incredibly hot, dry wind, turned into the incredibly cold nasty wind;  wind so hard it slammed into us

The bully wind making it next to impossible to stand on the ditch banks, let alone set flapping dams into the ditches.

The sunlight, meager at best (as you can see —sun obscured by dark threatening clouds)

Then the cold came in…close to freezing Monday night and the threat of colder weather to come.

(The high country got snow…as in Ouray, Grand Mesa…those areas.)

What odd, strange, unusual weather for June.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Joy in the Movement of Limbs —- Tuesday, June 11, 2019

Our daughter and grandchildren and granddog, Loki, came for a wee visit.

Since they live in a subdivision we took Loki for a run

He was DELIGHTED! (to say the least! 🙂 )

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

In That Tiny Pause of Silence—-Monday, June 11, 2018

When we are busy “doing something else”

The world is continuing it’s pouring forth into the clear days and lovely nights of summer

The Barn Swallows are busy raising their first set of babies

The Red-Winged Blackbirds, Western Meadowlark, Red-Robins, and the host of others birds flutter and dip through the skies and call their charming songs for all to hear.

Our first set of Hummingbird chicks fledged; joining their parents in the swoop and swirl around the flowers in the yard and my hummingbird feeders.

The lilies are open and perfuming the air, actually the whole yard…

Gradually, the late Spring is turning into early Summer.

Ah… the joy of warm/hot days and warm nights.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Most Overworked Being—Sunday, June 11, 2017

For two afternoons, Evan came and helped plant the pinto beans.  Terry was still taking it slow  (He is still taking it slow, but not as slow).

But after that  Terry began to feel house bound…I don’t know how, he was sitting out there watching Evan and I.   He said he wants to feel the tractor under him, to feel the wind fanning the air, watching the soil and the implement working, to smell the fragrance of the plants and the soil.

So promising me he would NOT lift anything, Evan and I hooked up the Mormon Creaser and the Marker Bar on one tractor.

Then we hooked up the fertilizer tank on the other tractor.

Two tractors ready to go.  All he has to do is sit there and drive.

Whatever he needs now I can do.

The haystacks are shrinking.  I’ve been loading out two to three sometimes four customers a day.  So we are making it.

“Please be careful, Terry!”  I pled with him.

He just smiled at me and said: “To quote our neighbor, Darrel —‘Farming makes me happy’!”  With that he carefully climbed into the tractor and was off.

So while he is out there enjoying himself (with a huge smile–like the sun breaking forth into that golden light we all so love, I might add) I am saying prayers to his guardian angel….a most overworked being.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

I Fit the Weather—Thursday, June 11, 2015

Roses-1Sorry, today I am a tad under-the-weather.  I woke-up with a bad headache and a bad arm ache.  I can’t seem to shake it.

Orange-3Even after taking a short nap I’m still a wee knocked out.  I hope to get better today.  I better, since our Craig kids are coming on Saturday.  🙂

They are coming to take Linkin to church camp for a week and to bring us Blade for the week.  It is also Linkin’s 11th birthday. The whole family will only be with us overnight—but I do want to feel well enough to enjoy them.

Evening-Roses-4

I plan on being back in good shape tomorrow.  After all it’s Friday with Boomer AND I need to bake a gluten-free birthday cake for a special little girl.

Your friend,

Linda