A Gift of Earth and Sky—Thursday, July 23, 2020

I sometimes get to thinking this blog is rather repetitious

I seem to only write about the sky, the plants on the farm

My yard

Irrigating…morning, noon, night

Animals which move around in the night

And the day

The worker bee of the farm...the whole farm runs on this one person, you do understand

Sometimes I liven things up a tad

OR a daytime sighting of a typically nocturn fox

Oh, Yes, I forgot we do have the returning deer

And the joyful visit of grandchildren and granddogs

And that sweet little beagle

And that very independent cat.

Not only the work of spring, summer, and fall, the work of winter

I suppose it may be repetitious

It is our life…

Shared with you on this wee little space in time

a miracle on our tiny spot of Earth and Sky

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,




The Gift of Sunlight, Water, Air—Thursday, June 18, 2020

We are back to having wind

…not a soft breeze, or a lovely gentle rush of air

But the blazing strength type of wind which whips your words away in a huge rush

The kind of wind which bends trees and drys out the land

Still, it’s all good.

Irrigation water has been cut back, causing us to change it every 8 hours, three times a day.

I think the Gods are watching us…

To see if we care about the gift of land, and sun, and air

We try to be good stewards.  It’s time-consuming, but very rewarding.

Then of an evening, we like to watch the world slow down.


Each and every day


“No! I would not want to live in a world without dragons, as I would not want to live in a world without magic, for that is a world without mystery, and that is a world without faith.”–R.A. Salvatore, Streams of Silver

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



Something Larger Than Yourself—Wednesday, March 22, 2017

The work goes on…first light –until way past last light– arriving back in the yard in a flurry of falling stars in the velvet night.

Yesterday Terry worked in the alfalfa field and I finished up raking the whole yard, all the flower beds, around all the outbuildings, and

(This is an old photo, but it gives you an idea of what I did yesterday)

worked on getting the canal bank ready for the water to come.  A huge job.

The fertilizer truck arrived around 7 this morning.  So now Terry is

rolling the fertilizer on the corn fields.

Water is supposed to be in the canal any day now.  We took a short drive around 5 yesterday afternoon, checking the canals above us to see where the water was…our lives revolve around water.

It’s a busy time of year, but a good time.  It gives me a sense of reaching out to something ever so much larger than myself.  Our farm, a small, vibrant island of life.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm








Spring Work is Winding Down—Thursday, June 23, 2016

The header is the photo of the flat lands, our cows LOVED being up there and just hanging out. We like to go to the Rocky Point and ‘take a break’, there is something really restful about this part of the farm.

We call spring work—everything that must be done until the tractor can’t get in there anymore.  After that we just irrigate, until harvest time.

Summer work is irrigation

Fall is harvest, although, the corn harvest the last couple have years has been way into winter.  Still we consider it fall, until the corn is in.

Last-Cultivation-this-fieldThis is the last cultivation of this field—I call it the Middle Field, Terry calls it by it’s acres.

Cultivation has to stop when the corn is as tall as the bottom of the tractor’s little wheels, to try to run the tractor down after that will result in killing the growing corn.

No more tractor work on this field.  The next time something big is on this field will be the combine at harvest time.


This field has a little more growing to go, then it will be done.

BeansThe pinto beans are looking GOOD!  There is still tractor work–cultivation–on these little guys, but it will stop once the plants are bushy.  With this heat it won’t that long.


Our alfalfa hay is getting up to eight leaves.  (I forgot to take a photo of it)

StuckThen, of course, there are always those things that tend to slow ya down… (The tractor making the ditch slipped off and got stuck.

OUTIt didn’t take long to get him out.  Just a little slow down.

UnstuckThen back to the house I go!

Your friend on a farm in western Colorado 🙂


Beyond the Tips of Silver Wings—Monday, August 10, 2015

Early, early Sunday morning we received a phone call from a friend asking us to come fly with him.

GoNot being people who could turn down and invitation of such wonderful magnitude… we were off!

COnfluence-LaeThere (just above the wing tip),  was Confluence Lake, in our small town of Delta, Colorado. You can also see the  Gunnison River flowing toward Grand Junction, Colorado,  and two large fields of sunflowers on the top of lower California Mesa.

GMWe flew above the North Fork Delta County,  and then he took us over Grand Mesa.

BCAs time went on we traveled over the Book Cliffs (where wild horses roam) just above the city of Grand Junction, Colorado.

UncompahgreThen over the rugged and beautiful Uncompahgre Plateau (Un-come-pah-gray, with the accent on the pah)

Us-2The smoke from all the fires made the air a little hazy, but suddenly we were flying over our farm.

Coming-inWhat a joy!  What an amazing adventure and a delightful gift!

Sunday in the air!

Your friend on a Western Colorado farm,


Good Gates and Fences—-May 15, 2014

The Run*A*Round Ranch is hosting Good Fences and Gates on Thursday.  I’m about to run out of really cool fences here, but I do have a couple more of cool gates.  I’ll just show this one that I think is really cool on our place


It’s the oldest gate and fence on our place.  Going way back before 1930.  Our farm has always been in Terry’s family.  Terry’s grandfather started a Dairy here (it was the first and only dairy in Delta for years.  Our farm is five miles from the edge of town …  to keep the smell and flies from bothering towns people.)

After his grandfather retired from the dairy, the farm then raised beef cows.  We purchased the farm from the estate and continued having cows ….we milked a cow for us, raised spring’n heifers for other dairies, and in the last beef cattle.  Now we are cowless, but our farm still is winter a home for beef cows.

So this fence and gate still does that same job it was created for many, many, years ago!

Head over to The Run*A*Round Ranch and check out all the fun and unusual fences and gates over there.

Your friend,



Just for Fun

Just for a bit of fun or in the interest of the moment I thought I would tour you of the parts of the farm I talk about — The Back Forty and the Upper End.

This is the head gate…you’ve been here many a’time with me, but I’m going to start here…where the lifeblood of the land (the irrigation water) starts

At-theThose are two alfalfa fields on either side of the irrigation road.  They are not our fields but our neighbor’s.

HeadgateTo get to the head gate we go past lots of ‘fun to hide in’ areas.  (Fun for the cows when we had them.)



When we had cows this was their favorite pasture.  We call this the Upper End.  It is the Upper End of our place.  You can see one of  our alfalfa fields in the corner.


The Upper End is full of hills and dales.  When the kids were little we would take them and their little plastic sleds and head up here and go sledding in the winter.

Shannon had a goat, Bambi, and the dogs who always went with us…the dogs didn’t sled, but Bambi always road down on his own sled every time.  He would even help pull it back up for another go at the hill. 🙂

From the Upper End we take the only road over to the Back Forty,

Road-to-the-back-40That is Terry the tiny blue dot going toward the Back Forty.

The-viewThe Back Forty is stunning (in my opinion).  All of the front of the photo is our land.  The view is from the hill on the Back Forty.  Our land ends way over to where you see the two trees and the dry looking spot.  This was also the area that burned, a couple of years ago.

I could take you to the Burn Road, but I didn’t this time.  The Burn Road is the road Terry built so the fire trucks could make it to the burn instead of waiting for the fire to ‘get closer’.  The ‘get closer’ was almost a disaster –coming 1 foot from the equipment and 5 feet from Misty’s house and barn.  “Never again,” he said, so he built a road.   I’ll have to do that sometime, just so you can see the West side of the place.

We are not big, we are small farm, but we are lovely farm full of diverse lands and wonderful pastures.  At the new alfalfa field



You can see the into the south west portion of the Uncompahgre Plateau.  You say “Un-come-pah-gray,” meaning — rocks made red by water, rocks that make red water, or just plain dirty water.


Between the two blue mountains (part of the Plateau and another mesa) is Grand Junction


This is a little further away so you can image the span.

TheWell that is a short little trip to give you and idea of the places I talk about when I say the Back Forty or the Upper End.


Thank you for coming along for the ride,