Our Blade (that is what Mom called Bladen—Our Blade, so I do too.) came to visit.
He was just the perfect visitor for me
Always, always, always he let me play with his sock
The delightful air is full of song
Tiny voices swirl and tumble creating a very bright sound
The pollen gifting life to bumble bees, the hummingbirds and the honey bees
And from afar in the Black Forrest by Colorado Springs, Colorado
A double rainbow filled the sky adding wonder to the smell of rich damp forest floor, the rising smells of the wet trees; a promise of abundant wildflowers to to appear.
Thank you, Elaine, for sharing your double rainbow with us!
From my world to your heart,
Sunday day was blissfully restful. Terry and I did NO real work. Only the irrigation, fixing a light lunch, then taking a long, long nap in the afternoon
About two o’clock in the afternoon, we started hearing rumbling way over on the Uncompahgre Plateau…then a faint crack or two, the echoing becoming louder
Then the wind picked up and the temperature dropped as the very noisy storm moved like a demon through the canyons, across the plateau and flung itself weightless and bodiless throughout the whole sky covering our mesa and for miles around.
The trees tops started swaying and the air turned fragrant with the smell of rain heading toward us in a fury.
It was lovely and wet, and ever so nice. For a very short while.
By evening only a few clouds were left in the sky…the storm had moved on. Dropping rain someplace else in the world. Right here on the farm…we only received a quick sprinkle. But it cleared the air, perked all of us (plants, animals, humans) up. And left us feeling like we were able to begin anew.
From my world to your heart,
We’ve been making siphon tubes. Seems like this is something we must do every year. Although the pvc pipe is really sturdy, it does wear out…cracking or splitting, even just plain breaking off at the end.
We first heat up a PVC pipe, which has been cut to length, in our handy-dandy oven. It’s my job to turn the tubes until the heat softens them.
Once soften (they fall down in the oven all warm and pliable), Terry picks them up quickly and puts them in his hand made siphon tube form. I showed you this same photo last Friday…Boomer watching. He is never sure if he should just watch or if we have something for him to do. 🙂
Over and over again we heat, shape and stack. Then when cool and hard we take them out to the fields…new tubes YAY! No more packing tubes from one set to another—just pick up a tube, fill with water, set down and done!
We have 30 more to go. Since we are doing this for ourselves we work at it off and on; a little today maybe some more in a couple of days. The last set of 30 is sitting out there waiting for us. Once we get those done we will have all we need for the rest of the farming season.
The weather is still nice and hot with a rather strong wind in the afternoons, but the weather people are saying this is about to change. A cold front with heavy moisture is to hit the Four-Corners area this evening then head our way by the week end. That’s okay…a little cool down is good for the plants and for ME! 🙂
The cold front will be fast moving (unless it stalls) so we should be able to cut the alfalfa next Wednesday. That’s the plan anyway.
Have a good one everyone…I’m off to mow the lawn!
Your friend on a Western Colorado Farm,
Bladen brought me over a gift. He knows how much I enjoy ‘times gone by’. Because he hasn’t been feeling well (he has been fighting pneumonia for three weeks (he is on medicine) and got bored. (No physical exertion with this mad disease).
He spend several hours, cutting, gluing and creating a castle for Grammy.
There is also flooding in the low lands.
Both rivers converge at Delta..our town. Once they converge (the Uncompaghre River (Un-come-pah-gray accent on the pah) merging into the Gunnison River).
The Gunnison River flows on down to Grand Junction, Colorado, where it meets up with the Colorado River, the Grand Old Dame of Rivers of the West.
The flood warnings and floods are all along all the rivers clear to the Colorado-Utah border. Sure does help with drought…water that is.
It’s the little things the buoys us up really.
Speaking of birds…we have several Canada Geese who have decided to stay with us this summer. They have nests in our upper end and hang out in the fields.
Terry is out cultivating the pinto beans…THANK HEAVENS FOR BIG EQUIPMENT! I would hate to have to go out and weed that whole field by hand…although, we have to when the pintos get too big to drive a tractor through. At that time we only go after the big weeds and still they will get away from us.
Linkin rode her bike over…
We took her to her school (Lincoln Elementary) to show us what she likes to do at recess,
whereby she and her Grandpa had a very hot game of Tether Ball. After a well balanced super of Chili-cheese fries and a Frosty we took on a game of Miniature Golf! No scores kept just good fun. Grandpa won the prize at the end of the game, which was a turn each in the batting cages.
It was Linki’s first time to ever swing a bat — she did really good. We used the softball pitch.
Then back home to change water and set it in the next area.
While they were up at the corn field I tried my hand at photographing a hummer or two.
I still have a long ways to go to getting a good shot!
Have a good Tuesday everyone! Meet you back here tomorrow!