I always wonder how the wee little animals do
Mr. P with his feathers are shinny and georgous
The silent winging of our resident hawk
The happy peaceful feeling
Being out THERE on the farm.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The dance of food/life
The sun and jet…streaming in the shivering air
Lawerance of Arabia, Tonto’s replacement…dancing, dancing for all the girls
The Quail rising into the sky
Moonlight; adding beauty to the earth, air, the heavens
A rather thin little pheasant—dashing, dashing, dashing away.
And my miss at getting a nice photo of a Flicker.
Each and everything dancing in my soul.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Tra-la-la-la, hum, just skipping along
OH! MY! GOODNESS!
RUN!!!!
Life on a Colorado Farm,
Linda
Common Pheasant….he is a great one to scare a person by squawking and flying up suddenly at your feet 🙂
Hunting, hunting, hunting.
And that wonderful little nymph-like spirit
Called
Hummingbird….riding like a wisp on the currents of our air.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Those flesh and blood creatures
Who share the farm with us.
The daily hum, of not just our movement on the farm
But the songs,
The physical movement
Even the air
The light.
All hooked together; like a large crochet bedspread.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
It was very windy Saturday afternoon, late
When on a wee walk-about I saw this delightful creature
He turned and looked at me with surprise in his eye.
I caught his face just before he flew away.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
While, out-and-about, looking for things to photograph
I had one of these,
Startle and fly into the air.
I scared the pheasant, but I must admit, it also scared me!
Gradually, breathing again, the land, the pheasant and I returned to normal.
🙂 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Honey Bee
Those are bugs flying in the air. All types and varieties
Sparrow in flight
The Barn Swallows left us in one huge swirling swoop
These just think they can fly. 🙂
To have one of these fly up in front of you is to startle you greatly (pheasant)
Not a feathered type of flying, but one that flies, never-the-less
And, yes, this really does fly!
ZOOM!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Everything is starting to wind down now.
The farmer’s around, who grown onions are now harvesting, the sweet corn harvest is over, and the big ranchers are chopping ensilage/silage, plus the pinto beans and soybean harvest is underway.
The air is different, washing the world in a golden misty light
The morning mist is chilly; the air still. Although, it does burn off quickly;
Coats required for a spell.
True Summer is now fading like a dream.
I keep putting out food for my cute little creatures—
Not daily, but every once in a while…
I don’t want them to become dependent, but I do want them to go into winter fat!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Earth ditches are a lot of work!
To move the dam (the orange thing) all the mud (the water is full of mud and it settles against the orange dam) has to be dugout; by hand, back, shovel.
Then moved down the ditch to the NEXT spot.
While we were there—Terry doing all the work and I taking photos 🙂
The girls had to come over to see just what we (Terry) were doing
Each one took a turn sniffing and running their noses on the orange dam
Then over to have a wee visit full of pets and rubs.
While working there a handsome feller rushed by
The Joys (and work) on a western Colorado farm
Where magic occurs every day. 🙂
From my heart to your world,
Linda
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