Cloud shadows, or the lack thereof.
And the sunlight pierces through them.
Oh, how I love our skies!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Meander outside
Close your eyes
And Listen!
Listen to the leaves, touch the trees, brush your hand on the bushes
Hear the birds
And all the other winged-creatures who share our earth with us.
Learn the colors of the sky—
All colors!
Become one with this gift God(s) have given us called Earth—Mother to us all.
“There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. That will be the beginning.”—Louis L’Amour
From my heart to your heart,
Linda
The early morning rain brought a slightly clearing sky
The hint, just a wee hint, but still a hint
Of a turn coming
It probably won’t be long now until a killing frost arrives.
Until then, we will enjoy perfect early Autumn days
Where even the nasty weeds look attractive. 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Before I begin my post I want to thank Kate for showing me how to get back to Classic Editor on WordPress! YAY! THANK YOU EVER SO MUCH! KATE!
I love the last details of each and every day!

The stark shadows darkening the farm
The licks of gold and pink highlighting the beauty of the farm
The fiery sun covered in all the nasty smoke, from the tragedies, of all the forest fires
Sometimes the sky such a deep pink, it spreads amazement to all who look and ‘see’
Then gradually the sky grows cooler and the shadows deeper, the night air cooler, then the lights coming on in the house,
Good night, My Friends, Good Night.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
We have had wind for several days now, making setting tubes a bit of a challenge
Although the daytime temperatures have been warm enough we didn’t need coats in the middle of the day
The winds gusted and moaned through the standing corn, across the rooftops and slammed into standing buildings
swallowing all of us in fine coats of dust.
The wind flailed the electric fences
and drove leaves, weeds and other loose things across the land and into our hair and eyes.
Sunday day we were still experiencing a wee wind, one that had a tendency to make us shiver.
I hint (just a hint), of winter coming.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
It’s raining here. Has been for days! And Nights.
But I am not complaining, although we are starting to be a tad too wet!
Still, this morning after a very rich and full cloudburst
A rainbow appeared over our house, landing in the now harvested pinto bean field
And on the Cottonwood tree at the end of Fedler’s yard
The whole tree was alive with the color gold!
The sky is a dark leaden color, the rainbow over our house brings such beauty and pleasure I just had to share it with you!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
We are working on winterizing the farm. Boomer and I started picking up the siphon tubes and the orange dams. Cows are very hard on things like that—they love to walk on them to hear the snap! Silly girls.
Today we are back at the settling pond. He was going to finish it up in the spring, but has since decided to do it now. The huge pile you see in the corner we will do just before the water turns in, but the rest of the dirt will come out this fall.
Actually today.
Four-wheeler jump on a dirt pile!! Tee Hee
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda