Stirring up the dirt
Catching leaves in the air and swirling them everywhere
It can be a tad hard
Working in the wind
On an Autumn day.
🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
And THEN the WIND Came — Wednesday, November 12, 2025
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Tag Archives: November 12
I Own Joy—- Tuesday, November 12, 2024
Never use the power of memory to generate sorrow
Never see yourself as pathetic
Keep that feeling of peace and joy forever
Recognize within each and every moment of each and every day
There are moments or pure joy.
Of which we all own!
From my heart to your heart, My Friends!
Linda
The Love of Equines!— Sunday, November 12, 2023
There is nothing like the love of the equines! Well, I suppose those of us who have them know they are much like big dogs. Shannon says the horses are like dogs and the mule is like a cat. If you remember that and treat them accordingly they will always be your friend and work hard for you!
T’Ata in the foreground, Glory Bee with the white face, and LaVerne with the long ears.
Terry says: “If you want to be poor and stay poor, own a horse or two or three”. 🙂
Yes, they are expensive, but, oh, well.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The Adventures of TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Leaves, Friday, November 12, 2021
The leaves fell off the big tree in the yard
And I loved it
I ran and jumped and had a blast in the yard
Then Mom came along and took all the leaves away
Bummer.
But I do like the grass, I like to lay in it and roll around
So, I guess it all works out!
TLC Cai-Cai
The Swoosh of a Wild Heart — In Two Ways — Thursday, November 12, 2020
The storms have finally left us…
heading someplace else
The little Gambel’s Quail families seem to be thriving.
In spite of these things, who freely roam across all the farms in our area
Although, I am not sure if this IS a Gambel’s Quail. His song sounds like one.
Isn’t he beautiful!!!
I also got a lovely gift in my email this morning:
Hello there!
I just wanted to let you know that on this morning’s walk with Mouse, the Rainbow Bridge appeared, and I’m sure it’s because Boomer wanted to say hello to Mouse and also for me to tell you he’s fine, has lots of friends to play with, and he feels good. It’s not a very bright one, but that’s because the sun only came out briefly, and by the time I grabbed my phone, switched on the camera, and got the shot, it was almost gone.
Hugs,
I do miss that little Beagle very much. Like all of you, I think he is happy now, which is a very good thing.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
In the Hidden Glimmer of Cloud Covered Moonlight—Tuesday, November 12, 2019
The sunset casting orange and pink lights along the Western sky; flinging light of soft pale pink, orange, and lavender in the East.
The full moon of November (the Beaver Moon)
Rose quickly through the high, scudding, pink-colored clouds
Casting a half-light on the high branches of the freeze-dried leaves.
Shrouded in lavender clouds the full moon’s light
Petenerated, in a soft glow.
(And I was there to see 🙂 )
From my world to your heart,
Linda
As Promised—Monday, November 12, 2018
Here is the last Halloween kit… A half-witch pillow!
All done now with Halloween kits! 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Chasing Words—Sunday, November 12, 2017
Bringing forth words to convey feelings, or to describe a scene is sometimes …
A bit hard.
Searching my mind for those exact words which project what I’m seeing, feeling, or hearing
Causes me to pause for I wish to show to you the earth, the sky, and capture the feeling in words that is see, hear, and feel
Looking for that perfect word reminds me how limited my vocabulary really is–
To help you see (beyond the photographs) the wind rippling through the corn stalks, or
Or clouds obscuring the sun in the possible threat of rain
Or the golden leaves being pushed off the tree’s branches as the sap slowly descends to the roots
Readying for the long winter’s night. I always think of this time of falling leaves as trees making haste slowly, every so slowly preparing for rest and a pause in breathing
The canal water is now gone. Turned off to winter in the Blue Mesa Dam or clear up at Taylor Reservoir. The silence of the tumbling churning water is as stunning as breaking glass…
For us our work is slowing, but not stopping. The harvests are all in, paychecks will arrive sometime in December.
A whole season of farming from daylight to sunset and sometimes in the deep of night.
The perfect life for Terry and I—
From your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Not so Long Ago—Thursday, November 12, 2015
Just before our first snow fall, to be exact.
In the thin, cold, but sunny air….
The two of us were flying down the road, top off to the sky, flying close to the ground. The two of us in the same wind.
Your friend,
Linda
Huge Push and Insane Cold Wind–Wednesday, November 12, 2014
We are making a huge push now to finish up the house and get it winterized for the winter. The wind that arrived around six in the morning is miserable and cold. It’s so cold it takes your breath away and feels like your skin is starting to frost bite. (I’ve read this wind is much worse in Wyoming and other places….brrrrrr.)
Terry and I wired the kitchen yesterday. We have some more electrical work today, then I will dust, mop and vacuum and wash the windows (maybe) and I’ll be done.
I still have the trim to paint on the west and the north of the house, but I got everything done on the east and south. I’m thinking that I’ll just have to wait to finish those sides of the house come spring…it’s for sure winter is here—EARLY.
As for the fence…we still have to work on the fence, but that will be after the corn is done and before the cows come in—the cows arrive sometime in January. There again I might not be able to get it painted, but at least we will have the places that need repair fixed…I’ll just have to wait on the paint for a warm day.
The weather is just too nasty to start combining…rain and snow are expected in here tonight to last until Sunday….Terry isn’t even going to even think about combining until this storm moves out. So far no one else has started here, only the ranchers, and they feed with high moisture.
Well, off I go now, Terry is warming up from getting the stuff ready to take to the other house, while I finish this up.
Sammy usually loves to be outside, but today he ran out did his business; then waited for me to come to the door and let him back in. He is toasting by the fire right now. 🙂
Sending all of you warm and toasty thoughts and wishes for a good day!
Your friend,
Linda
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