Water- Gladness to the Heart, the Land, and to Our Eyes — Sunday, September 15, 2019

Our daughter, Kimberly, and son-in-law, Cliff had never been to the East Portal of the Black Canyon so last Sunday Terry and I gathered them up and drove to see where our irrigation water begins.

The Diversion tunnel took ten years to complete, in awful conditions with very basic tools and the technology in the years 1899-1909

Everyone is always amazed at the road just getting to the bottom of the canyon, which is pretty much the road the team and wagons traveled way back when. (It’s a tad scary, just so you know)

The engineering was stunning in the fact the tunnel is almost 6 miles long, through solid rock and soft unstable ground meeting within inches in the middle. The town of LaJane (no longer here) was on the end with the soft soil. (LaJane is pronounced Lu-wan)

Besides the amazing undertaking to get the irrigation water from the Black Canyon to the farm grounds in Montrose and Delta

The views and the history of the canyon are astounding.

The management of the Diversion Tunnel and the water that flows through it is by the Uncompahgre Valley Water Users

One of the ditch riders and his family live in the house in the canyon. He takes care of the dam, the water flow, and other specialized requirements.

The sound of roaring water, the magnificent black walls

Made for a beautiful Sunday afternoon.

Then to round out the fullness of the day, we saw a Rainbow!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

We Have Been Ever so Dry—-Thursday, September 12, 2019

The wind kicks up the dust something fierce

And a quick ride down the farm roads always leave a rush of dust behind

But, the last few days have brought us rain clouds

And the beauty of a bright wonderous rainbow

Glinting in the sky!

What wonderful joy to see…Rainbows in the sky.  (Although, right here on our farm, we didn’t get any rain—but’s that’s okay we did get see Rainbows anyway)!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Gradually Their Time with Us is Fading—-Wednesday, September 10, 2019

I have rapidly dwindled down to one hummingbird feeder

Although, I keep two up and filled to the brim.  It keeps fighting down, that way.

I’ve tried all season to capture a good photo of a little hummingbird in flight.  This is the best I can do.  It’s WAY hard to actually photo their bright little feathers, the cute little feets, the glinting sun off their wings.

But I tried anyway.

I hope they make it to warmer parts of our country soon.

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There was snow in the high country of Utah last night…the expected cold front moving in here today.

We won’t have snow right here, but the high mountains might.

Still, it will bring to us much cooler weather.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Fields of Yellow—Tuesday, September 10, 2019

The Pinto bean fields are starting to turn yellow

It’s getting close—Pinto Bean Harvest.

And to go along with Fall—-a big fat Cat-Head Spider.  It seems we only really see them in the Autumn time.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Gift from Sweden—Monday, September 9, 2019

Fall is singing its familiar song—warm, gusty days, then a cooldown of coat-wearing chill

The last irrigations are starting to take place

But, still, a joyful sign, is an Autumn Rainbow all the way from Sweden.

“Hello, Linda! Here is a rainbow for you from Sweden! Have a good sunny autumn! Greetings from Asta 😊

Not just one rainbow, but a DOUBLE rainbow! Twice the beauty and joy all at once.

Thank you so much, Asta!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

A Wee Bit of This and thenThat—-Sunday, September 8, 2019

When the day finally darkens down to a point I can no longer work outside

I’ve been working on an embroidery kit (which I’ve had for years and years)

I am now at the stage whereby I have started hand-quilting each square.  I have never quilted a day in my life.  But, Kate from Tall Tales from Chiconia is an outstanding mentor; so I’m now giving it a go.

The kit is not large 14 squares.  Once I get them hand-quilted, then I have to put them together…that is going to be the rub. But, I’m not going to worry about it until I get to that next step.  The quilt will be for my personal use, so if it isn’t perfect I don’t have to obsess about it.

Muddling onward I go. 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Air and Sky Around the House is Silent—Thursday, September 5, 2019

(From Pinterest)

They have flown…

Yesterday morning, after the sky warmed; they all gathered in a huge bunch

And —-left!

I will miss them.

I tried to make the most of the time they were with us, for I knew they would not always be here.

Good-bye, my little friends.  Our house and buildings will be waiting here for your return next Spring.

BUT WAIT!!!!

The passer-throughs- are here!  YAY!  I still get to have swallows on the wires and singing in the air.

So, although, they won’t be here long, I will have a few each day for a wee spell.

AND THAT! My Friends makes all the difference!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

A Gentle Little Creature —- Wednesday, September 4, 2019

(From Pinterest, once more:) )

Boomer and decided to travel over to the other side of the farm, well not the whole side of the farm, just to equipment areas, where (YES, I feed the little creatures)

Off we went!

I let Boomer off then sat myself down to wait

I had a short spell of waiting before the squirrel showed up.

Then I heard the sweetest voice

A darling little bird chased away the squirrel.  I know not what this bird is, but I feel delighted to have two photos of this charming creature.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

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That Thread that Binds—Tuesday, September 3, 2019

(Stolen from Pinterest)

Out wandering around in the yard

My attention was drawn to a little honeybee

Loading herself down with pollen!   Buzzing loudly like she was delighted and happy to be alive!

We should all experience such joy!

From my heart to your world,

Linda

The Spirits Ride the Evening Sky — Monday, September, 2019

(from Pinterest)

Tangled there among the leaves

A tiny sliver of the moon emerged

Grabbing my camera I walked out from the surrounding buildings

So I could share, with the living noises of the farm, the small chitter of the little birds as they settled for the night, a dog’s bark from over the mesa on the flatlands, and the rush of water flowing through the ditches—-

You see I wanted to connect with the spirits of the animals, the water, the plants growing and maturing on the land

But most of all I wanted to experience the murmuring of the moon

As the daylight faded and the evening light held it’s breath; before the stars started to sing.

From my world to your heart,

Linda