The Prospect of a New Day— Tuesday, January 8, 2019

“I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.”—J.B. Priestley

I love the blaze of light which gathers just before night creeps up onto the land

The collapse of the day

The colors only are seen at the beginning of the day or at the ending

The sky turning into the color of blueberry ice cream/ turning the earth the same color

Sometimes there are no masses of clouds defined with rays of sunshine

Or the clouds are so thin that the shafts of light seem misty and blurry

Sunrise can be so stunningly amazing that the trees seem like black shadows

Until the sun becomes high enough in the sky the dark silhouettes fade away

Then there is that golden light…a light there really isn’t words to explain the beauty

Just being outside, in that glory-filled light is really quite peaceful.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

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Brief Cheers! — Sunday, November 11, 2018

Finally, after staying steady and ‘keeping after it’

I got the leaves off the yard!

Although I thought the leaf covered lawn was rather pretty, the lack of leaves is much more appealing.

SMILING BIG HERE!!  🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Weather an Intimate Companion—Tuesday, October 31, 2017

The leaves are falling thick and fast now on sunny days and cloudy days

I got most of them raked off the lawn last night.  I still have more to go around the buildings

As the wind and the clouds re-write the weather the corn harvest goes on.

(This is an old photo of the Elevator taken January 2016…the year the corn never dried down)

The Elevator opens at 6 in the morning and a line is there waiting

The air today sings of rain, but is only damp, with the clouds starting to part and blue skies shinning through.

Terry called and said he was sixth in line…if all goes well, he should be home for lunch!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Fall is in the Air—Monday, August 24, 2015

Rabbit-BrushNo matter how much I wish to ignore the signs…they are here.

Fall has arrived!

The nights are cooler–so much so I must so I must shut the windows in the house by two in the morning.

AlmostThe Rabbit Brush is starting to bloom, the trees are sporting lighter leaves, even yellow in some places.

FledgeThe last of this year’s bird babies are rapidly growing and changing.  One set fledged yesterday…to the relief of Sam-Sam.  These little ones were on the back porch light, causing the parents to very aggressive to Boomer, Sam and Terry and I.

bWe even have a few leaves starting to leave the trees.

BrillantNo matter that it is still August…Fall has arrived.

Your friend,

Linda

Before the Paying Workday Begins

We had the calves loaded and ready to head to market just at the sun got up. 

Good thing the ground is frozen, as there is nothing worse than a fresh cow pie to step in.  Then add that gooey thing into thawed slush of manure and …well…you get the picture.

Our little herd of three calves is all we had to worry about so the old homemade trailer worked fine for us.  Nothing like my blog friends who move large heads of cattle, but still something that needs to happen in a timely manner. 

The leaves from the apricot tree and the lilac bush crashed as soon as the air warmed up.  The willow tree is still fully leaved but I’m sure it won’t be long now until it is de-leafed.

On the way back from Paonia I ran into a country style traffic jam.  Cows heading down the moutains to winter pastures.

Linda