Thudding, Roaring, Crashing of the Rivers —-Wednesday, May 1, 2019

Although it is raining and raining and raining, in the mountains around us it is still snowing.

But between the rain and the upper mountain snow, there is still melt occurring.

The Robidoux River, just below our farm in the Roubidoux canyon is flooding….all the

the tremendous amount of water coming from the high country on the Uncompahgre Mesa

Just looking at the water like this: rushing, raging, tearing away the banks completely changing the course of the river

Tends to make me feel like I might fall in and drown….so I stay far, far away

The Rubidoux River is so full it is almost to touch the railroad bridge as it flows into the Gunnison River…

The Gunnison River is swollen from the gathering of all the streams and the merging of the Uncompahgre River (in Delta), plus the Rubidoux River…it is HUGE now…hurtling toward Grand Junction where it will join the Colorado River.

As the day started winding down, I saw a very faint rainbow in the hissing rain of the dark grey sky

It wasn’t very bright, nor did it last long.

Still, I saw it…and that was just the most perfect gift on the last day of April 2019.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Heaven’s Winds —- Tuesday, May 1, 2018

The wind has been rather rough here of late.  Days of high winds and cold weather.

Still the fragile fruit trees are blooming…bursting forth in masses of blooms in hopes of having fruit.

The wind is armed with cruel arrows of 20 m.p.h. to 40 m.p.h. bursts trying to shatter and scatter the blooms.

Now, today, it’s cold. Windy and cold.

The little birds sit in pairs trying to keep warm.

Still the work goes on.  Early morning to late at night.  The spring sunlight breathing cold with the wind, but stunning in the sky.

From my world to your heart,



Broken—Monday, May 1, 2017

Today I am having computer troubles.  Sigh!

It seems my modem is finished…dead…done.

So I must be off to get one today…I’m rather addicted to my blog and to visiting with all of you.

I hope to get this fixed very soon.



In a Former Life—Sunday, May 1, 2016


For 37 years Terry was a lineman for the power company—most of that time he was a Line Foreman. (Here they are repairing a broken top of a pole —-an electric pole…not a telephone pole!)


This was taken when they were helping with a huge fire at Paonia, Colorado

Up goes the PoleHere they are sitting a power pole.

All the wind we have been having caused one of the yard lights to trip a breaker then go out.


Still a lineman!