When I Opened the Mailbox —- Tuesday, November 22, 2022

I had a beautiful surprise waiting for me.

All the way from Washington!

Thank you, so much, Mary Beth!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


A Shaft of Sunlight — Monday, November 22, 2021

Connie from FarSide of Fifty 

Beamed an amazing gift of hard work and beauty into my life.

She sent me a handmade card, a lovely spot of color for my neck, and a most dear little gnome she and Gene created.  Gene did all the wood carving and Connie painted this delicate little creature.

What a delightful gift of happiness the mailman delivered to us!

Thank you so much, Connie and Gene!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Lightning Strikes, Followed by Thunder, Ending in Deafening Silence, Sunday, November 22, 2020

Grace and her two little sidekicks, Polk and Dottie

Had a terrible disaster

Steal up upon them

Danger stalked Grace and Polk and Dottie sometime on a warm late Autumn day.

With loving memory of an amazing bird and her two little hens.

From my world to your heart,


The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Friday, November 22, 2019, We See Rainbows

Mom, Dad, and I saw RAINBOWS!

Lots of Rainbows.

Sometimes Dad would say: “Look there is a Rainbow”!

Mom would get all excited, whip out her camera and snap.

When she would snap, I always tried to see what she was snapping AT!


Not only Rainbows,

but we saw raindrops!

And there in the mountains….SNOW!

Lots of Snow.

Mom and I think all that is good, but more than anything I think

CHECKING OUT THE NEWS in the farmyard, EVEN better than Rainbows.


(Just say’n)


Beaglie Boomer Brown, or is it Boomer Beaglie Brown?


Put Aside Those Little Creeping Negative Thoughts—-Thursday, November 22, 2018

(The next few photos are pictures of the San Juan Mountain Range seen from our farm)

Today is the United States of America’s day of Thanksgiving

The day we give Thanks for all that is real and leave behind those feelings of ungratefulness

The reality is we should be grateful every day, every single second of every day

For, after all, not everyone gets to live to be old


(This is a photo of the Adobe Foothills at the bottom of Grand Mesa and at the end of our lane)

I feel we owe it to those souls who have passed beyond into the veil, to open our souls to Thankfulness

We need to make a strong effort to put aside jealousies and ugly slanders

And create memories of golden precious thoughts, which open us up to the beauty all around us

Not just the beauty of nature but the beauty of those other souls who come into the atmosphere we share

Either on a physical place or this wonderous cyber world.

For no matter what each person, near or far, shares your journey with you.

(This is a photo of the Paonia Mountains east of us)

So with those words, I fling my arms wide and wish to say to each one of you, from the bottom of my heart [as my Momma used to say]

From my HEART to your world,