Life on a farm
Is never Boring
Each and every day’s activities
Are Tangible.
The yard adds an expansive bit of work
Each ‘job’
Every bit of movement
Is a note on a scale
writing a symphony
A series of rhymes
That will complete itself at harvest.
A bit of magic to give back to the Earth
At the same time giving us the joy of work.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The fields are no longer bare
The need for a coat no longer there
The light in the sky
Showcases color in all its forms.
The top comes off
The cold goes away.
Yay for Summer!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Our Blade…
graduated.
My, has time flown? I don’t know if I was ready for all this.
But I know he is excited and ready to become!
Also, David, Blade’s very best friend,
And our ‘other’ grandson
Joined, with Blade, on that new adventure of being young adults.
It makes me want to cry and laugh and clap and weep and ….well, you understand.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
I’m very late today because Terry and I spent the whole morning in the Emergency room at the Delta Hospital, yesterday—-I know that isn’t today. But YESTERDAY set me back today! 🙂
You see yesterday Terry hurt his foot so right after he and I (he supervised) got the irrigation done and he rested his foot for a spell. (and I posted to my blog.)
He felt like we should go to the hospital and get his foot examined.
So off we went, got checked in and then waited. For two hours. Then it was our turn…really Terry’s turn.
After blood work and Xrays and lots of other things…we were sent off to get a prescription (by now it was noon and over three hours later.)
I took the prescription to Wal Mart…took us to eat, then went back to Wal Mart (one hour later) got the prescription… (for pain and swelling) Making it five hours from when we walked into the hospital.
Took us back home, where I collapsed into a very deep nap.
Got up helped Terry around. Then headed out and checked the rows—water is short now, so we MUST keep checking and making sure the water is going down the furrows not stopped somewhere along the way or plugged up from some weed or something.
Came back (it was so hot, Boomer wouldn’t go with me 🙂 ) and worked in my yard. I can finally say I have the whole yard weeded! It won’t last, but at this moment I am weed free. Tomorrow I won’t be able to say that! 🙂
Then it was suppertime, and time to change the water again. Terry felt good enough to go with me and hang out while we move water.
Today, Terry is much better. Can walk some on his foot, but still must keep it elevated and iced. And he was able to walk a short ways moving the dams.
So life is getting better again. We are on the way back to good health, the water is going down the furrows, the crops are growing, my yard is full of late Spring blooms, gradually fading into Early Summer flowers.
It’s hot here 97* yesterday (36c), WHICH I LOVE!!!
Everything is full of peace!
Life is good!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Today I am counting my blessings:
The first cutting of hay has been cut, dried, baled and stacked.
(And at the time of this writing, several loads of have been sold–loaded up and gone to new homes)
The biggest blessing is the fact Terry had to have an emergency appendix operation Sunday morning—shortly before noon, but is doing much better today.
Thankfully Saturday night we had turned the water back into the canal so I haven’t had to worry with changing and setting of the water.
Our children, near and far, came to see their Dad and to help us while Terry was in the hospital— it made the loading of the sold hay go ever so much easier, than if I had to do it by myself.
They have all gone home now, but the several days Terry was in the hospital I was there with him. Â That left the kids to pick up our slack plus do their own work also.
What a huge relief!
In the midst of all this, I found another small heart!
It might be a mountain right now, but I know ————— Â somehow we will get the cultivation of the corn done and we will get the pinto beans planted.
I can do the irrigation…that isn’t even an concern.
The others things will sort themselves out as we proceed forward.
It will just take us (Terry and I) to take it one step at a time…that is really the only way to walk up, across and down and mountain.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We finished up the last set as rain clouds played over the Uncompahgre Plateau, and in the canyons, between us and Grand Junction, Colorado
The air was like walking through a hum of bees…the ozone strong enough to be felt on your skin.
It had rained earlier, creating a slick mud on the earth, but only one layer deep.
When the air is like this it give me a sense of intimacy, as though my soul is flowing out to mingle with sky.
I was thinking how I would love to transport you here with me…sometimes photos are just simply not equal to the experience.
It was then I looked down, walking where I had walked many, many times before, when I saw it…
I took it home, washed all of the dirt off then took a photo for you. Â (I realize, now, I should have taken a photo of it right there, mud covered and all, but I didn’t)The earth had given me a heartbeat…one to share with you; my friends.
From my world to your heart
Your friend, always
Linda
Gradually my yard is evolving into the warmer colors
Yellow, pink, orange
With a dash of a brighter purple thrown in here and there.
What I really want to share with you is this darling little bird
I happened to be looking out the upstairs window at a Hummingbird (he/she was sitting on a branch peering into the window) when I saw hidden deep within the tree this precious site.
She is still there this morning, calm and peaceful…waiting and keeping warm those little eggs. I guess you know I’m going to be very discreet; keeping my eye on her. 🙂
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 