The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on 2024 Friday—The Huge, GIANT Rain Event, Friday, November 1, 2024

Chapter 11, It Has Arrived!!!

Well, we can’t really see anything, so I’m going to take a nap.  I crawled under the bed where I have the bestest perfect sleeping spot.

I was just closing my eyes when I heard Boo Berry jump down and pad downstairs.

Ahh….sleep, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

HUH!!!!?  What?  MY TAIL is HUGE!  A BIGGER TAIL THAN I EVER HAVE HAD!!!  And all my fur is standing up!

I jumped up and ran downstairs.  “BOO!” I yelled.  “Get Up we have to see what is happening outside!”

Boo Berry jumped up, eyes half-opened.  “up! Up!  UP!! I’m up!  Now what?”

“Get Up where you were and tell me what you see!”  I ordered.

With that I jumped up into my recently vacated window!

“OH! BOO! It’s here!  The Big Storm is here!”

“Hide!”  We both yelled at the same time.  “HIDE!”

UNDER THE BED! Boo!  Under the Bed!

 

It’s THAT Time —- Wednesday, November 1, 2023

The earth has shifted— It’s time to start putting the farm to bed.

Boo Berry, Terry, and I started picking up all the siphon tubes, gathering the dams, and closing off the pipes so the skunks couldn’t make a nest in them.

We are moving closer and closer to corn harvest now. (Not yet—maybe in three weeks)

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Thank you Each and Every One of You — Tuesday, November 1, 2022

I am gradually able to do more than the day before.  YAY!

Saw the Doctor today…I am improving.

I thank you so much for your encouraging words, your kind thoughts, and your prayers.

It all means so very much!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Dense Vibrant Colors Shiver and Wave in the Wind — Monday, November 1, 2021

Everywhere  the color of Autumn wraps around us

The yellow, gold, and orange leaves rustle in the wind

The boughs swaying and creaking gently against each other

Murmuring whispers of Good Night, Sweet Dreams

The Owls hoot sleepily as they wake in the treetops,

Love You, Precious Ones…it’s time for rest now.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Delta High School Homecoming 2020—-Sunday, November 1, 2020

Some of the members of the Delta Street Rodder Car Club

Were asked to escort the Homecoming Royalty

(PLEASE EXCUSE the dark photos.  Even with my best camera and flash the lighting just wasn’t good.)

First Senior Attendant

Second Senior Attendants

Junior Attendants

Sophomore Attendants

Freshman Attendant

And this…I just thought this was extra special.

Homecoming 2020

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Brrr, But Who Cares, Mindy, November 1, 2019

It’s cold!  Very cold.  Like 5*f (-15c), this morning when I woke Mom up at dark o’thirty.

(From Pinterest)

Who cares!  Well, I care but, NOT THAT MUCH!  You see I HATE using my litter box!  I HATE IT!  Although I WILL if I HAVE TOO.

But when Mom and Dad are home I don’t HAVE too.  I just pounce and walk heavy all over the sleeping hoo-mans.

I don’t usually walk heavy, nor do I pounce, but when Nature calls…I AM POUNCING AND WALKING LARGE!

Yesterday was nasty.

 

But today the sun is shining, the frost is heavy on the ground and I say it’s time to get out there and catch a mouse or two.

Mindy Lou Kit-Kat Brown

P.S. Of course when I want in I YELL loudly at the back door until one of my people opens it and lets me in.

Then I run in like a predator was after me

…scuttle over to “MY SPOT” by the woodstove and take a long winter’s nap!

(from Pinterest)

I so agree!  (And this kitten looks like ME!)

Mindy

GUESS! WHAT!?!?!?!—-Thursday, November 1, 2018

Yesterday was my annual visit to the vet!

And my birthday is NOT 13, that Mom thought it was it’s my 12th birthday!!!

MOM WAS WRONG!!!!  I am much younger a whole YEAR younger!!!

YAY!
Boomer

The Days are Full of Harvest—Wednesday, November 1, 2017

With great joy and thankfulness we are moving along in the harvest!!

We have two fields done and working on the last one!

YAY!

 Where it all bogs down is at the Elevator.   Terry’s second load arrived at the Elevator at 1:30 in the afternoon


He was number sixteen!  It’s a time of visiting among the drivers, but still…a very long wait.

They dump two trucks at a time.  The semi’s take about 45 minutes each to dump, a truck our size take 20 minutes.  In between the dumping stops if there is a customer (dairy, feed lot, chicken farm…etc.) who comes in and wants a load of corn.

I went down at five to take him supper and he still had an hour and half wait to go.  I stayed there to keep him company. There was one other truck behind him.

The elevator opens at 6:00 in the morning and they stop taking loads after 3:00 in the afternoon.  Long hours for the workers at the elevator.  Long hours, but (more likely) much appreciated over-time.

Six thirty and we were dumped and heading home!

10:00 this morning he was back in the combine opening up the third field!  Hopefully by Monday of next week we will be done!

When we got in, got everything put away for the night it was dark.  I looked up into the moonlit sky and saw the most perfect Halloween moon!  I just had to share it with you!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

More on the Corn Harvest—-Tuesday, November 1, 2016

We had Tally, for the Sunday and part of Monday (YAY).  I’ll post more about Tally’s and my adventures tomorrow.

One of the things she wanted to do was ‘Go with Grandpa to the Elevator’.  Terry left early…7:30 in the morning…he was 11th in line.  The Elevator opens at 6:00 a.m.  There were trucks there starting at 4:30 a.m.  The days are long during harvest. The wait is longer.

It was too early for Tally to ride down…I let her sleep in…but around 10 I took her down to be with Grandpa for a spell.

the-lineThis is the line at 10 o’clock in the morning.  Terry is number 9 in the line.  And more coming in.

Part of the problem is the amount of time it takes to unload the semi’s.  And Hour per semi. There are lots and lots of semis.  Not so much the large grain trucks like we have.  But there are some.

waiting-with-grandpaSo Tally waited with Grandpa.  Then when he went back down in the afternoon we went back with him.
dumping-the-grainYou see she wanted to be there when they dumped the truck.  She wanted to see how they did it.

deliveryTally and Grandpa!  It’s nice she still likes to do the things we do.  Even if it means waiting and waiting and waiting.

The other two are more interested in FRIENDS!  Which is as it should be.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

A Rare Day—Sunday, November 1, 2015

QYesterday was a rare day.

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The breezes sighed through the corn, rustling the the dried tassels and the papery leaves, rubbing the stalks together with a soft rasping sound.

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The pulse of the earth is slowing down, gradually cooling, settling in for a long winter’s nap.

PBut yesterday, just for a spell, the air warmed, jackets were not needed, the fire died in the woodstove, and joy filled the souls of all living and breathing things.  A reprevie, a warming back up…or at least a stopping of the cool down for an afternoon.

As the Chinese Proverb says:  “One joy will scatter a hundred sorrows.”  A warm afternoon was proof of that proverb.

Very much your friend,

Linda