They Swoop, and Sing, and Dart Here and There — Thursday, March 25, 2021

The last of the Sandhill Cranes left us a day or so ago. Their calls loud and trilling in the air

A Harrier Hawk screams a loud and piercing whistle riding the airwaves in the sky

Oft-Times Smooth and silent

And THEN there is TONTO.  Hospitality is NOT his middle name. 🙂

(Although, he is very pretty.)

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


The Sun Dropped, the Work Went On—Wednesday, March 24, 2021

The afternoon breeze picked up

Bringing in a winter storm,

The wind pushed steadily 

Terry says he gives Thanks often

For a cab on the tractor, with a heater, this time of year.


Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



To My Delight — Monday, March 22, 2021

It was very windy Saturday afternoon, late

When on a wee walk-about I saw this delightful creature

He turned and looked at me with surprise in his eye.

I caught his face just before he flew away.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Those Who Travel in the Half World — Sunday, March 21, 2021

Caught on the game cam

As bold as you please

Right by the barn.

This is exactly why Mindy has to stay inside at night.

Although, she sometimes doesn’t want to.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Those Things Which Twinkle in the Sky — Thursday, March 18, 2021

Besides stars

My heart feels like the birds

Light up the sky

in a very bright and luminous way. 🙂

There are even those birds (Pheasants) that exploded from the earth into the sky like a thunderclap

These marvelous birds, the Sandhill Cranes, take to the heavens

With loud calls and heavy swooshing of their wings.

These silly girls, do try to lift their wings and fly

They are pretty much as earth-bound as you and I.

Although, when this (Tonto) comes running at you…I can guarantee you wish YOU could fly. 🙂

The hawks’ shadows glided silent and deadly over the earth, their wings as quiet as their shadows.

Flight, the pureness of nature’s glitter.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Shadows Do Not Leave Prints —- Wednesday, March 17, 2021

I love how the light throws bars of shadows on the Earth

Or the marvel of the trailer’s outline

Or, if you wait long enough, the thick shadows cooling the soil

Shadows, always changing, sometimes faint, some giving on the expectancy of growth

Shadows, brightening the land

Strengthening the vividness of earth and sky

Glittering, dazzling, helping your eye

see in diamond-bright patterns.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



For Just a Moment the Sun Seems to be Platinum Instead of Sheaves of Gold—Tuesday, March 16, 2021

Now that the time has changed, we are back to getting up in the dark.

And, even though, winter still whispers in the cold and frozen air.

Daylight starts slipping into night, like a dream, or more like a memory of a dream.

Making one think the Platinum light has stolen away—- that golden glimmer of dawn.

But—not for long and the gentle promise of daylight fills the land.

Work has begun.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,





Sometimes You Can Actually See and Feel —- Sunday, March 14, 2021

The quiet and peaceful way of our lives

A wee hush that gives a sense of calm and order.

Whispering all around.

From my world to your heart,


The Adventures of Mindy on Friday—-Okay, I Can Do This, Friday, March 12, 2021

I can do this.

I really don’t want to.

I want Mom and Dad all to myself.


I’m getting used to HIM.

It helps he is growing older.

By this time in my former life of having children, I would have sent all my kids off into the big wide world to have adventures by themselves.

But…no, here I am an ancient cat (I am at least nine — heading toward ten, Mom thinks) having to raise a kid!

I do pretty nice, most of the time.

Although sometimes I just have to, I MEAN HAVE TOO, swat at that boy…he gets too carried away.

So…we’ve worked it out.  I have my chairs, he has anything else, that I don’t want.

I get the whole outside.

He is terrified of the whole outside (GOOD!)

I get Mom and Dad.

He gets Mom and Dad.

I get time away from him.

He gets to know me (some).

It’s coming together, Mom says.

I suppose.

Mindy Cat