The Adventures of TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Dad is Driving a Big Scary THING, Friday, November 26, 2021

I was just minding my business—

you know, checking out the farmyard

Looking for mice

Chasing a bird or 60

When Dad came out,

got into that big THING that makes lots of noise

And headed to my CORNFIELD

Everything is TERRIBLY SCARY right now!


TLC Cai-Cai

Don’t Forget to Take a Little Ride — Happy Thanksgiving Everyone — Thursday, November 26, 2020

It’s that time of year again

The time to be grateful for our strong and able bodys

To be grateful for our delightful and marvelous friends

To share pleasant times of food and laughter with those we love

To give thanks for crisp autumn soil and blazing sunsets full of color and splendor

To give thanks for friends both near and far.

To give thanks for those wee little breaks, which whisper ease to the body and soul.

Happy Thanksgiving My Dear Friends,


As Seen on the Night (Game) Camera —- Tuesday, November 26, 2019

In a small

silver shaft of silvered moonlight

There in the deepening dark

The night camera captured

The wandering souls

Who live in the emptiness

of the pearl-edged clouds

and the blackness of the farm.

The Wandering souls,

As the world nears the solstice,

who walk in the soft and lovely deepening night.

From my heart to your world,



In the Shadows of Moonlight—Monday, November 26, 2018

A whole world exists

One we can only see if we walk silently

Careful to not let our shadows flicker

Or the flash of the camera startle

Keeping the little news sniffing beagle close to my side

While wandering in the moonlight.

From my world to your heart,



A Thousand Tiny Bits of Everyday Dreams—-Sunday, November 26, 2017


One evening this week the sun slid behind the Uncompahgre Plateau painting the sky over Grand Mesa shades of apricot and peach

While Boomer, Romeo, and I took a wee walk

to take Romey back to his barn (I left Mindy in the house toasting by the wood stove.)

Gradually the shadows blanketed the farm and the air started to crisp

On the way back I heard my named whispered faintly in the wind, calling me…calling me

I thought about that…hearing my name in the wind— finally deciding it really wasn’t a very lonely sound, or something to shatter a heart.

Boomer and I walked home in the evening’s silver puffs of air me thinking how much I love this earth we call home.

From my world to your heart,




Happy Thanksgiving Everyone—Thursday, November 26, 2015

56102fb20e37b30fa004f1b11efba12bThis is shamelessly taken from Facebook.  It says it  is from S-Media-Cache AKO  Pinmig as the creator!   I just love it.

I hope everyone has a nice day, whether you are celebrating the U.S.A. Thanksgiving or not!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Happy Thanksgiving Everyone—Thursday, November 26, 2014

3Wishing each and everyone a Happy Thanksgiving.  For those who do not celebrate the American Thanksgiving, I wish for you a day of Thanks for the blessings and gift of another day, another year, another joy.

Your Friend on a Western Colorado Farm,



The Clouds have Left–Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Oh the joy of a sunny sky!  Albeit a weak wintery sunny sky, but still storm and cloudless!

I’ll take it!  The temperature is even a small bit warmer!  I dance for joy!

Today Boomer and I will walk right after lunch and enjoy the high point of the warmth of the day…we will walk down all the corn fields and over toward the hay field.  Which reminds me, today I really need to take the four-wheeler out and gather up all the siphon tubes….sunshine and warmer temps flood my soul!

I also need to finish up all my Thanksgiving baking…now THAT is going to be a chore, because the out-of-doors is calling to me!


Your Friend,


Tuesday, November 26, 2013 — Change

When my brother and I were small our Dad owned and operated a Sinclair bulk plant and gas station in Delta, Colorado.  (we also lived on a huge fruit orchard–lots of work on both ends for everyone in Eckert.  But that is another story for a different time.)

As far as my memory can go I think I was about 10 and my brother about 7, when this photo was taken

When-Delta-FloodedTerry said he thinks he was around 15, so this may/might/could possibly be about 1959 when Delta had one of their huge spring floods.  (No longer does this happen because of extensive work along the Gunnison River.)

SinclairThe arrow is right on top of my Dad’s business.  The water had crossed the railroad and had risen to the top of the little rise where his business was located.

The town proper of Delta is higher than the river so it was spared, but North Delta wasn’t-the flooding water reached way back and touched upon lots of farms.

If I could show you this area today you would be amazed…the land across the river from my Dad’s business now houses City Market Grocery, Ace Hardware, Tractor Supply, McDonald’s and many other businesses, plus the Rec Center.

The other side of the road, where the most extensive flooding occurred has even more businesses.

Please go to this site to see an even older photo of a time when Delta flooded.

Sometimes change isn’t a good thing, change just for the ‘heck of it’ is never a good idea, but change to improve, to make better, to stop destruction—well, that is always a good thing.

Today we do not have floods, which is good.  I so remember the real fear and concern my parents felt in this really large flood of around 1959.

When our children were little we had another flood, just as big and just as damaging.  It was at this point the City Managers and the Army Core of Engineers said “ENOUGH”.

Thank heavens!
Your grateful friend,