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.

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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!

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


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!!!


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!


 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,


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,




A Rare Day—Sunday, November 1, 2015

QYesterday was a rare day.


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


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,



November 1, 2011

When out checking the corn …it’s still too wet, running around 22 and it needs to get to 14

We found the coyote den, well actually the grandkids found it first, but Terry and I had to go check it out

They’ve left the area, but we are sure they will return.  Of course having them so close to the equipment is not good….

We saw a lone little butterfly fueling up for it’s flight going south

Back in the yard a very busy bumble bee was working over the last of the flowers. (I so enjoy bumble bees!)

The chickens were busy eating all the nasty grasshoppers, which tickled me.

The weather has cooled some here, but I’m still determined to enjoy every last ray of autumn light that I can.  November 6th the time changes, which I dread!