Entwining their little lives with ours
Singing the song of Spring
And the coming of Summer
Orioles and others eating delightfully at the feeders
I savor each day from now until winter!
Happy Mother’s Day to each of you!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Boomer and I have been helping Mom
We help her in front of the house. Boomer sniffs for smells I look for mice.
I even look for mice when I am NOT helping Mom. 😊
Last night Mom, Boomer, and I went for a small walk. It was just the perfect amount for a very old, crippled beagle, but I (I) could have walked more! Much more.
But Mom says not a long way, we have to think of Boomer and his sorta, kinda, healing knee.
So, we went a sorta short way;
Mom took photos of the cloud-covered moon,
Boomer and I waited patiently.
This morning Mom came looking for me.
I was hidden in plain sight. I sat there for a long time, waiting for Mom to see me.
It took her forEVER, but finally, she did.
When Mom called me, I pretended I didn’t hear her.
That’s what cats do… pretend to not listen.
I even yawn, so she would know I wasn’t paying her any attention.
Then Mom turned around, just left me there.
WHAT!?!?!
WAIT UP, MOM! I WANT BREAKFAST!
I jumped up and ran after Mom, even beating her in the house.
Yummy.
Breakfast time is the best.
Mindy Kit-Kat Brown
In the slowly brightening sky, I took my camera and went in search of birds
This silly little bird was determined to get food from the Hummingbird feeder although
I have one out there just for the Oriole’s
Boomer and I took off for the other side of the farm looking for birds
There on the grain head in the bright morning sunshine
Was a busy little Quail.
Heading home through the Back Forty, then onto the Upper End I had to marvel at the beauty of the San Juan mountain range—STILL covered in snow
Just about home, this giant bird thundered across the sky…
Now THAT is a huge sound of a bird! 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
April left us, that wet and chill month, with the massive winds that searched into every crevice and ripped off shingles…the chill of the spring dusk causing the furnace to turn on now and again.
Still the plants woke, putting on a few green leaves, then more, until they studded the flower beds and shimmered the pastures in newness only Spring can bring.
The little humming birds have arrived…I think there are six breeding pairs here so far. The air around their little wings humming so much it it’s like a harp making music.
May has arrived and the winds have changed…growing warm and gentle instead of those massive things we had in March and April.
A calm time. The skies full of sunlight. A time of growing and acceptance.
AND MY LILACS ARE BLOOMING!
The first time in years!
MAY! What a joyous time!
Your friend on a western Colorado Farm,
Linda
Sunday was a day full of wind, threats of rain and stunning beautiful storms
The mountain ranges surrounding us filled with dark and threatening clouds, dumping either snow or rain, creating an endless series of drama
Even on the sawtooth mountain range of the San Juans…the snow-clad peaks etched needle-sharp against the sky received their share of the storms
Silent forks of dazzling light split the sky on the Uncompahgre Plateau and across the desert between Delta and Grand Junction.
Dull rumbles of thunder boomed in the canyons and hollows of the deserts beyond our farm. Sheet lightening shimmered far, far away threatening to come closer and closer to us.
Although the sky was a stunning crystal blue between the storms; the lightening would light up the plateau like an X Ray.
The air was filled with particles of dirt when the mighty gusts of wind pushed through
The storms raced here and there; composed of energy, and full of sounds echoing through out the sky and the earth
It was actually very beautiful.
We changed the water in both of the corn fields in the rippling, storm-filled spring skies…all of us driven here and there by the wind…shifting to hold ourselves upright and still set and move water.
It was exhilarating, to say the least.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Early Saturday morning, around 3-or 4, I don’t really remember now. Â We had a terrible hail storm
It came in swath straight from the south
Tearing through the farm yard and damaging the trees
We have little leaves stuck everywhere.
Although, we feel we were lucky because none of the plants set out under freeze covers were damaged, the covers stayed in place…and the corn is not up in the fields.
The sunrise looked like this! Â Stunning isn’t it?
Then the rain clouds came back in…only rain clouds. Â We are still changing water through all of this rain, mud and cold. Â Irrigation doesn’t stop once we start.
By sunset Saturday evening the clouds started parting. Â It was glorious!
Today is cold and only partly cloudy. Â Once more I’m very thankful the corn isn’t up yet and my covered tomatoes and other things are still doing fine.
Happy Mother’s Day everyone!
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 