The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— I Had Company

My first cousin, Butter Doyle, a Cocker Spaniel—came for a short visit with me.

This was the first time we have had a ‘spend the night’.

It went really well.

Although, Mom had to keep close tabs on Butter so I wouldn’t teach him new tricks…Like eating COW POOP! Or rolling in a really nice warm gushy cow pie.

Mom keeps a close eye on me for the very same reasons.

Anyway we had great walks…Butter and I went with mom THREE TIMES during the night—the moon was bright, the air brisk and Mom couldn’t sleep.  Worked out great for Butter and me.

Butter was rather lonely without his folks, but I think I helped him — I shared my snacks, my water bowl, and my dog dish.

Then Butter’s Mom and Dad were here and swoosh they were gone.

Butter’s Mom and Dad are my Mom’s brother and sister-in-law.

 

Mindy was glad when Butter left—she hid the whole time.  The second Butter drove down the long lane to the road she was in the house.

That night she claimed her spot on Dad, while they watched TV.

OH!

I HAVE COOL NEWS!

Rocky Chaco Man is back to work.  Chaco the Service Dog is back doing Service work at the Mesa County Library in Grand Junction, Colorado.

The Library just started up the reading program and asked Chaco to come read with the little kids.  Chaco has been a Reading Service Dog for a long, long time. He started his work in Castle Rock, Colorado and is continuing it here.

YAY! ROCKY CHACO MAN! You are a Hero!

Oh…one more thing

It’s a whopping 9* fahrenheit here this morning! That’s -12.7778 celsius, if you don’t live here.

A bit cold!

Boomer

 

 

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Reflecting Through the Haze in the Sky—-Wednesday, September 20, 2017

When the smoke was terrible here, (although not as terrible as other places) I took some photos of the sun and the moon.

The strange color

A testament to the disaster happening in prairies and forests in the west

The orange moon and the red-hot molten sun roaring like soft thunder in the sky!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

What We Have Been Doing—-Tuesday, August 29, 2017

We have now reached a time when we are up WAY before the sun

“Stuff’ starts happening,

just as soon as the first set of water takes place, as the sun peaks over the horizon spreading sunshine like a veil on the night cooled land.

All loaded out hay goes out early before the sharp, brilliant heat bakes into the land

Then the work begins.

Terry and I work on

hanging steel for the walls

of the new building

Of course you do realize it’s mostly Terry that does most the work…although, he assures me he couldn’t get it done if I didn’t help 🙂

 Then when the heat is a silent, stabbing pain I work on painting the trim on the house

That way I can move around in the shade! 🙂 I still have the upstairs and the west side and half of the east side and I will be DONE!

Then as the coming dusk fills the sky and the earth (it’s coming earlier now)

 

It’s time for another set of water

The slice of Moon lighting the sky,

on the very last run to change water, around 10:00 p.m.

This is what we’ve been doing on these early fall days. 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

The Waning Moon—Thursday, May 25, 2017

Last night was a beautiful night, full of stars and a slender sickle of moon;  rising slowly; leaving behind the curve of the earth

Gradually lifting itself from behind the trees and the glow of the earth’s atmosphere.

Terry was working so Boomer, Mindy and I walked early.

I like to rest on one of Terry’s farm implements, for a spell. Away from the moon shadows cast by trees, leaves, buildings—there I lean soaking up the silver light of the moon.

On quiet nights my mind fancies the Old Ones walk the land… sometimes I think I can see and feel them, other times there is nothing there; only the wind stirring the leaves of the growing crops.

Oh well…so it is.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

The Moon as Slender as a Fingernail Clipping—Thursday, March 30, 2017

The rains came and went…although we have a promise of more rains to come tomorrow.

Past dark the sounds are only those sounds of night….an owl hooting, coyotes yapping over a kill, dogs barking in alarm; a warning of the coyotes

Although there is no sound of the worked up soil on the farm — it won’t be long until we start water on the ground

Then the farm ground will be alive with the sound of water running down the furrows; back into the canal to water the next farm

The outbuildings, barns, chicken house, even the fences creak and talk to themselves as they settle into the night…just like old houses do.

The clouds were whisked away in the wind…leaving us with a spring day. Everything feeling fresh, new, crisp…like sheets dried on the clothesline.

Morning dawned lite up the snow, on the Paonia mountain range, with vivid colorsIt’s possible to leave things behind—-stuff, people, good and bad memories, but places…the second you are at that spot again everything comes back…who you are, who you were, when you were there…how life once was.

This is my world…the who of who I am, the what of what I am…the essence of myself.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

That Incredible Wonderful Moon—Sunday, January 15, 2017

cloudy-full-moon

In a rather desperate search for a full moon photo—I kept waking-up off and on throughout two nights searching for a time the moon was not covered in clouds.

moon-and-rings-through-theWaiting (but not very patiently) hoping for that single wonderful photo.

ring-around-the-moonGradually the clouds parted, the stars singing loudly in the long, long night

finally-janaurys-full-moon Moonbeams shattered the mist fill land and melted into a cold silver and blue light.

While Boomer checked things — I stood in the shadow moonbeams and ghostly clouds.

From my world to your heart!

Linda

Weather and Moon Lore—Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Moon-and-fox(This is an old photo, but I love the fox and the corn and the full moon, so decided to use it for today’s post.)

Today is March’s Full Moon beginning phase…I love the full moon!  Anyway, this is called the Worm Moon in the Northern Hemisphere.  The earth is beginning to warm, the ground to thaw and the earthworm casts to appear.  Once this happens the Robins return to brighten our days. (Although I’ve seen robins for a bit now.)

In the far north this moon is called the Crow Moon–the cawing signals the end of winter and in the eastern part of the north is the Sap Moon marking the time of tapping maple trees.

StunningThere is also old farm lore that says if the 21st of the start of the four-seasons…(yesterday was the 21st of Spring) will tell what the next three months will bring; hot, dry, windy or cold.  We had beautiful weather yesterday…the morning was clear and bright and warm, by the afternoon the wind came up…a warm wind.  Then the clouds started flinging themselves over us.

The wind blew off and on all night (although it was a warm wind) and is still gusting heavily; although it’s still warm it is cooling down.

Rolling-1

Terry is rolling the plowed fields (still) it takes many acres of rolling before he can start leveling.

Maybe you know some more interesting rural (country) lore.  If you do, would you please share.  I rather enjoy collecting them.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Small Frozen Fog—Tuesday, October 27, 20015

morning-fog-2.jpgWe had a wee fog this morning, caused by very cold temperatures from the very wet ground (the sun came out yesterday afternoon…Boomer and I went out and danced on the lawn, it was too wet to take a walk. 🙂  )

Moon-2And the very lovely clear sky and the warmer canal water.

Morning-Fog-1I’m wondering if we had a freeze.  It is possible.

Morning-Fog-3The grass was rather crunchy when I walk out to get some early photos…as the day warms up I will be able to tell.

It’s time.  Actually, a little late.  But that is okay, I’ve enjoyed the warmth while it lasted. 🙂

As always your friend,

Linda

 

 

Gifts—Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Corn-and-Sun-1We are all blessed, each and every one of us.  But sometimes…just sometimes life gets in the way.

Fall-1Something that takes us away from looking at the good–something that makes our hearts and minds roil in panic or sadness.

Crazy-MoonStill the gifts of this world keep on shining…

MovingTelling us to be calm.  Given time everything works out.

Rainbow-2Everything!

As my dear departed Momma always said: “Everything works out for the best, if you just let it.”

Pink-in-the-clouds

And it does.  It really does.

Your friend,

Linda

A Deep Hush, Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Night-coming-inThe farm at twilight sends out  a deep hush

hollyWhich says:  “Step lightly…listen carefully…

Swallow

The Swallows catching supper lend a peacefulness to the cooling air.

Moon-in-TreeThe plants stir gently in the gentle evening breeze

Peek-a-booGlittering moonlight shatters the gloom sending waves of silver–much kinder than the sun, slower…a different rhythm– bringing on that space of time called night.

Your friend,

Linda