Apricots and Raccoons—Thursday, August 1, 2019

I’ve picked and canned all the apricots I could ever need or want

I gave jars of rich lush jam away and

And still, I have apricots!

They are way up there in the top of the tree, where I can’t reach.

the ground is rather dappled with a rich golden glow  🙂

Nightly we have visitors.  Their bright  chitter, chatter wakes us up as they feast on the summer globes of goodness

So I sat up a game camera just so we could see

The exhilaration as the furry creatures feast

This delightful smile says it all!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Wild Wet Beating from the Sky —- Wednesday, July 31, 2019

You can’t Calm the Storm. What you Can do is Calm yourself. The Storm will Pass. (Unknown)

A small teasing wind started blowing around Two O’clock yesterday afternoon

When suddenly the clouds burst open

Causing Terry to come in as quickly as possible

Still not soon enough

Wet was the word.

Perfect for the earth, the plants, and the air!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

In Time for the Destiny of Winter — Tuesday, July 30, 2019

“Embrace and love your body.  It is the most amazing thing you will ever own.”  Author Unknown

We started hauling our winter’s heat yesterday.

We only got one and a half cords.  4 and 1/2 to go.

Today I rest.

Well, not rest, exactly, but I will do other things: like weed, iron, and water— light work.

I need to wash windows, but it just isn’t going to happen anytime soon.

I also need to paint the inside and outside of the house.  I’ve needed to do this since March.

Maybe in August.  Maybe.

I will just have to wait and see.  The firewood must come first.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

 

Our Thunder Comes from the West — Monday, July 29, 2019

We have been having afternoon/evening/nighttime showers.

They are random and quick.

Building up; crashing and booming with lightning and thunder

It’s amazing and marvelous all at once.

Friday night in our town, they had an outstanding experience of an inch of rain in 30 minutes.

Where we live we got lovely, just right, rain.  The air clean and refreshed. The air sparkling.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

A Tiny Bit of a Slow Down—Sunday, July 28, 2019

We seem to have been extremely busy of late

So much happening, good times

And a wee bit of work-over-load

So, today, I am slowing myself down

 

I feel immensely tired for some reason.

See you in tomorrow morning!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

Off on an Adventure Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

We trotted here and there. I checked out the news (that is what I really, really love to do.  Check out news), and Kit snacked on a mouse or two or three or more.  I stopped counting.

Gradually the day started lighting up the sky.

“Whew! I’m tired.” I told Kit.  “It’s been a very long, long night with just way too much adventure.  I need a nap.  And soon!”

“Me too,” Kit replied.  “It’s my time for bed. I sleep in the day and hunt at night.”

“Okay, let’s head over to the equipment area and hunker down under a brush over there or under the stack wagon.  There got to be lots of shade under the stack wagon and we aren’t far from water.  Water is just right there in the little creek running behind the hill.”

With that, we were off.  Trotting in a straight-line way back to the equipment area.  It took a spell or so. We saw the renter show up with his dog, Achilles, then we heard the renter leave.  By the time we finally made it to the stack wagon, it was starting to get hot.

Kit and I stopped at the little creek, lapped some cool, cool water, then trotted up the hill, crawled under the stack wagon, turned around three times.  We each turned around three times, Kit by the left tire and I closer to the end of the stack wagon where air could reach me.

Meanwhile on top of the grain head, not far from us…was STANLEY.

Stanley was helping himself to the seeds Mom puts there to feed the wild creatures. She would always say, as she out handfuls of seeds and nuts “It’s good to feed a little treat now and again.  We all need treats.”

My eyes watched Stanley for a little while, but my mind and body were so tired and the day so warm…I fell asleep.

As the Sun Moves Through—-Thursday, July 25, 2019

Although Terry is not ‘farming’ this year, there is always something to do out on the land

There are ‘things’ which must be done, no matter what, if a person wishes to keep the farm in good repair

Which means fences must be checked and maintained,

(This is an old photo from 2015, but it gives you an idea of the fire road.

but it gives you an idea of the fire road.)

the farm fire road in good and serviceable condition

And repairs here and there on this and that.

But one thing about not being on the production part of the farm is there is time.

Which is a very nice thing when one is 70 and the other is 75.

🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

The Fortune Teller—-Wednesday, July 24, 2019

I’ll bet you are able to read the future

It’s there for all to see

the time ahead

You just have to open your eyes

And understand

What you are seeing.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm

Linda

Written in the Book of Life — Tuesday, July 23, 2019

 

It’s been fun trying to take photos of bugs in flight.  (I know you already know that, but I had to tell you anyway 🙂 🙂  )

Although, I still find it thrilling to get birds in flight

Do you ever come across something in your day that is so perfect

So wonderful that you just must capture it on camera,

So it can stay in that perfect place of perfection forever?

I do. And when I do

I always think to myself: What a gift this life is, what an amazingly beautiful,

meant to be enjoyed, Life we live!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

Vigil at the Edge of the World —- Monday, July 22, 2019

I, like you, believe our Ancestors and beloved friends are close.

Waiting for us to join them.

Death is not an easy thing

Hard on the one who is passing and hard on those left behind.

Yet, I think the thread, which binds us, is a form of magic

A place without pain, a place beyond tears, not like our place of everyday living

I feel so blessed to have had that tiny

fragment from the shadows

An amazing gift from my Dad.

From my world to your heart,

Linda