As the Autumn Leaves Fell Swirling —- Friday, October 23, 2020

Boomer, my Darling little Beagle

Passed over the Rainbow Bridge.

As Terry and I were digging his resting spot, I dug up a rock.  When I looked in my shovel I saw it was a heart.

Laugh if you must, but I feel it is a gift from the earth and from Boomer to me.

Boomer Beaglie Brown

2004 or 2006—October 22, 2020

Run free my baby Boomer.

From my heart to your world,

Linda

To Brighten a Corner —- Wednesday, October 23, 2019

Terry decided he wanted to tear down an barbed-wire fence along-side the other house and make it into something better.

So we gathered up some of our ‘stashed lumber’, filled the back of the pick-up with nails and all the tools and headed down

It took a couple of days to tear everything down, put up new posts and start putting up the ‘found’ boards

The look was satisfactory

We left the old hinges on the posts—I think they add charm.

Then in the warmest part of the sunlit day, I started painting

All but for one spot…a Praying Mantis had cleverly decided to make its winter home on one of the boards, so I painted around it.  I will finish this spot next spring.

Done! The white-painted boards, glinting in the late afternoon sun, contrasting nicely with the growing shadows.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

 

 

 

 

I Sing You a Song of the Moon—Tuesday, October 23, 2018

That beautiful wonderful Moon

Can you hear the shimmering song it sings in the sky?

So far away, yet close enough to light the earth and the sky with silver.

From my heart to your world,

Linda

 

Simple Stuff—Monday, October 23, 2017

Terry is down having the corn checked for moisture…we are getting close now.  Soon it will be harvest time, and the completion of this years growing season. We aren’t there just yet….but ever so close.

Our days are growing shorter and shorter, November is fast upon us and the time change from Daylight back to regular time.

So far the days are golden and peaceful. The nights are contented with warm sounds of sap popping as the logs burn in the woodstove; two sleeping cats on Terry, and a Beagle next to me, while I work on a needlepoint project.

The dark of the moon has passed; growing now toward the glittering brightness of the full moon. I love night walks in the moonlight.

A wee pause in the growing season.  Then the last busy push of corn harvest.

But not today…not just yet.

We tarry a little longer.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Hi-Ho, Hi-Ho, It’s Off to Work I Go—Thursday, October 23, 2014

Roses-2Making huge strides now…our house is done, even the floors mopped and the windows washed.

Roses1I got most of the other house painted–just lack the pantry, a ceiling and the doors and some of the trim in the kitchen!  HOO RAY!!

Falling-leaves-3I have started the fall clean-up in the yard (while Terry is busy creating a new head gate for one of the ditches).  I leave everything standing for winter interest and food for the winter birds, but I MUST dig up the tropicals.  I started that yesterday.  As I dig the tropicals I replace them with fall bulbs, works slick, since I’m already in that spot.  It will feel good to get the yard taken care of and the other house, after that I wonder if I will be bored….hummmm!

Evening-6 Probably not.  🙂  The corn harvest should be close (if not) started.  Then there is picking up all the siphon tubes, dams, building the fences…oh, yes and I forgot finish painting the trim and the fences at the other house.

One step at a time….slowly I’m getting there!

Your friend,

Linda