The Adventures of TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-IF it Isn’t One Thing, It’s Two Things, Then THREE THINGS, Friday, June 18, 2021

Posted on June 18, 2021 by Dayphoto

I begged.

I whined.

I raced out the door.

Until Mom and Dad said I could go outside!

YAY!

So out I went. It lasted for three days. Then I pounced on a stray cat someone dropped off.

No, the stray cat wasn’t Mindy. We touch noses lots. And if I get too pouncy Mindy TELLS me to knock it off. She never BITES me!

(To tell the truth, I just wanted to play. I understand differently now.)

That stray cat bit my leg…bad. It swelled up and up and up. I wouldn’t let Mom touch it to see what was going on, If Mom tried to I bit MOM!

So, Off We Went to the Vets.

Yep…money, money, money later…I came home with a chicken leg instead of a cat leg. And guess what!

I have to stay inside until the scab falls off!

Sigh!

But – don’t let it fool you—I AM going BACK outside. And THAT is THAT!

TLC Cai-Cai

The Gift of Sunlight, Water, Air—Thursday, June 18, 2020

Posted on June 18, 2020 by Dayphoto

We are back to having wind

…not a soft breeze, or a lovely gentle rush of air

But the blazing strength type of wind which whips your words away in a huge rush

The kind of wind which bends trees and drys out the land

Still, it’s all good.

Irrigation water has been cut back, causing us to change it every 8 hours, three times a day.

I think the Gods are watching us…

To see if we care about the gift of land, and sun, and air

We try to be good stewards. It’s time-consuming, but very rewarding.

Then of an evening, we like to watch the world slow down.

Each and every day

Priceless.

“No! I would not want to live in a world without dragons, as I would not want to live in a world without magic, for that is a world without mystery, and that is a world without faith.”–R.A. Salvatore, Streams of Silver

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

In the Late Spring Days —- Tuesday, June 18, 2019

Posted on June 18, 2019 by Dayphoto

The pastures are looking lovely

All rich and green. The whirring insects, large and small hover in and around each blade of grass

The roses are still bright and cheerful, spilling heavily all along the building and even rambling onto the rooftop

June has been lovely this year.

The first of the mean-spirited biting flies (horse and deer) have arrived adding their buzzing drone to the air

Gradually I’m developing immunity to their vampire bites so I can be out longer and longer without itching to death.

Not long now until the first day of Summer. The longest day.

A day of joyful celebrations! The peak of the Sun’s long reach, before the lingering light starts turning to dusk.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

P.S. Are you getting tired of birds taking off? I get a kick out of taking their photo while they fly up, up to get away from me. But I could try something else…possibly.

God(s) Make the Sky—-Monday, June 18, 2018

Posted on June 18, 2018 by Dayphoto

Who is to say the Old Gods do not roam this world anymore? Those Old Mythical Creatures of Ancient times?

Or those Gods of the American Indian?

Whose to say that science isn’t right?

That everything and everyone is all created along logical sequence…and operate along the same way?

Who is to say that physics isn’t a true fact?

Or to argue the Holy Book(s) are not true?

Who is to say?

Not I…never me.

Ever!

Because I see the moods reflected in the sky.

I feel the wind ripple the water, the plants and touch my skin.

I stand all amazed at the morning light in the eastern sky

And walk at midnight under ragged clouds covering the moon as it advances across the heavens.

I’ve had my eyes filled with color as the noonday sun gradually slides into twilight and darkness

I’ve watched the earth turn…from the shortest days to the longest days. From the longest days back to the short dark days.

No matter how the heavens appear, or how they function, or what logic lays in their operation…I agree with those of old.

God(s) Make the Sky…there is no other explanation for me.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

The Approach of Memory—Sunday, Father’s Day, June 18, 2017

Posted on June 18, 2017 by Dayphoto

My father was not what I would call father. He was Daddy. Always! Until the day he died…very suddenly, an extremely long-way from home. It was a heart attack. Leaving Momma stranded way down south.

Now that is NOT something he would have chosen to do. Leave Momma alone to deal with the biggest disaster of her life, but sometimes we don’t get to choose. He was 72 when he died.

(Thankfully they were visiting our son and then daughter-in-law; so Momma really wasn’t without help.)

It’s been years now (eighteen to be exact), still I feel him hovering over me…just over my shoulder, I catch a glimpse of him now and again, and once felt his hand on my back.

I often wonder what his life would have been like if his Daddy hadn’t died very young. (Pete died in 1936—Daddy was just nine (going on ten) years old at the time of his Dad’s death)

Grandma remarried and lived a very long and happy life with her second husband. He brought, into their union three sons; his wife died right after the birth of the youngest boy.

Grandma brought Daddy.

Through the years the ‘family’ photos show the struggle of my Dad’s ‘never feeling like he belonged’.

I I think he never really felt like he ‘fit’ until he met and married Momma. Who came with her all her southern born aunts and uncles. It was at this time he learned to hug and kiss and be swallowed up into a warm, gregarious, fun, outgoing family.

For which I am eternally grateful!

I will always long for them, Momma died just months after Daddy…she missed him too much.

But one thing I know…he really is always with me…I can feel him there—-just beyond my shoulder.

It is a blessing I cherish!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Update—Thursday, June 18,2015

Posted on June 18, 2015 by Dayphoto

We have had Bladen here for the week. It’s been a full and busy week having a 13 year-old, very energetic boy staying with us. (We feel so very blessed.)

(We went from a cool rainy time to a suddenly HOT 100* -37.77 c– all over night. Time to cut the alfalfa!)

I have had my lawn mowed, the edges cut, and a variety of other things done, which cut my work load in half. There have been rides to get the pinto bean seed with Grandpa, then many trips out to the field to take the bean sacks to Grandpa— so Grandpa could plant them. Then a trip out to bring Grandpa home for supper or lunch, or to gather the pinto bean sacks from the edges of the field.

But all work and no play makes life very dull.

So a fun evening with Uncle Evan and Auntie Jolyne playing a game occurred.

Cousin Zack, (Blade’s Dad’s brother’s son) came and spent the day (yesterday) with us..swimming in the afternoon, ice cream with 8th grade friends, and a round of miniature golf. (All withOUT grandparents hovering around!)

Terry and Blade have been staying up ”’WAY”’ late watching American Ninja Warriors. Since Zack spent the night it was guys night watching the amazing feats of the competitors. (Going to bed early can occur at their own homes. 🙂 )

Zack will go back home this evening, but not before more ‘cool’ things happen. Life at Grammy and Grandpa’s should be extra special don’t you think?

We will pick up Linkin on Saturday (she has been at camp) then we will take the kids and meet their parents half-way Sunday afternoon.

July the kids will be traveling with their parents, then in August we will have Linkin for a week.

Every moment is one cherished!

Your friend,

Linda

A Gift to Me From Kate, and Now to You —- Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Posted on June 18, 2014 by Dayphoto

Here is the point of the Cactus Hill…a rocky point on the south west side of our farm. This is the Back Forty—Those two trees, a dark green and a grey green make the boundary of the south side of that part of the Farm. That dark wasteland is the west side. When we had cows they loved this part of the farm second best…first best was the Upper End.

The cactus are just starting to bloom up there…a peach colored,

And hot pink right now. The yellow ones are a bit later.

The grass at the Upper End –also at the south end of the farm—is thick and full…

Sure makes me miss cows.–That’s Terry coming back from checking on a drain ditch.

Anyway after a night of horrendous 55 m.p.h. winds we woke to a beautiful morning and only 20 m.p.h. wind.

I’ll take it! It’s cooler but nice!

Then when I came upstairs to read my emails I found I had a gift from Kate Chiconi

A double rainbow all the way from, Dorrigo, New South Wales, Australia!

It’s so nice to have a rainbow after wild storms! Even if this one didn’t appear out my window, it did appear as a gift to me from a friend way around the world!

Thank you, Kate, for giving us this wonderful sign of Friendship and Hope and Beauty!

Your farm friend,

Linda

P.S. Don’t forget, if you have something you would like to share—story, photo, rainbows, animals, or birds. I’m always interested in what you send me. If you don’t mind I would love to share them with all of those who have subscribed to my blog.