There in the Silence Stretched the Cutest —- Wednesday, July 27, 2022

When over by the equipment (spreading seeds for the wildlife)

I saw the cutest little family

Searching for seeds!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Finders Keepers — Thursday, June 2, 2022

WOW! Look at this!!!

Gotta hurry and scarf this down

Maybe just pack the cheeks and take it home.

Later that day —

I smell FOOD!

I know I do

Where is the food?  There are little chips all over the place.

Well, clean up the crumbs as fast as I can.



Even the crumbs?!

Even the crumbs!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



Survivors of Winter — Monday, May 16, 2022

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,


Dancing, Dancing, Dancing in the Sunlight —- Wednesday, November 24, 2021

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,


Being Part of Something — Monday, July 5, 2021

In this part of the farm, I often see

This little bunny and these two quails

Hanging out together.

Of course, we know they are not of the same species

But sometimes, even in the animal/bird world

There are those whose eyes don’t see the difference of others, but only the beauty.

Which fills up all the spaces in each other souls.

From my world to your heart,



Peace —Wednesday, March 31, 2021

A beautiful Downey Woodpecker

Sandhill Crane feathers are just lovely

They look grey until you see them in the sunlight

The red-mask is a lovely touch

These are very large birds…they stand about four feet tall.

These Quail are just darling —see the pheasant running off at the top of the photo?

I love the hawks and falcons who hunt across the farm.

But the most unexpected, (and lucky for me) thing was seeing a flock of Western Bluebirds!

They stopped for a search among the weeds for a bite to eat and I got a photo!

That was so exciting!   Not a good photo, but still one!

Living here on the farm is such a good life for Terry and me.

We love it.

The work is hard and never-ending, but here is the secret, we Love it.  The work, the farm, the everything—making up our daily life.

From my world to your heart,


The Swoosh of a Wild Heart — In Two Ways — Thursday, November 12, 2020

The storms have finally left us…

heading someplace else

The little Gambel’s Quail families seem to be thriving. 

In spite of these things, who freely roam across all the farms in our area

Although, I am not sure if this IS a Gambel’s Quail.  His song sounds like one. 

Isn’t he beautiful!!!

I also got a lovely gift in my email this morning:

Hello there!
I just wanted to let you know that on this morning’s walk with Mouse, the Rainbow Bridge appeared, and I’m sure it’s because Boomer wanted to say hello to Mouse and also for me to tell you he’s fine, has lots of friends to play with, and he feels good. It’s not a very bright one, but that’s because the sun only came out briefly, and by the time I grabbed my phone, switched on the camera, and got the shot, it was almost gone.
I do miss that little Beagle very much.  Like all of you, I think he is happy now, which is a very good thing.
From my world to your heart,


WHAT! WOW! I Made it FIRST! —- Monday, October 19, 2020

As you know I love to feed the little wild creatures

fun little snacks they would never ever get

unless someone goes to the grocery store and buys them.


it goes down like this —Stanely or Stewart or someone

from the Vacuum Cleaner family shows up—Cute little furry rodents with darling little faces

Sometimes, but not always, the Quail get there and can snarf up the remaining bits leaving a clean plate for everyone else.

But yesterday, the little chipmunk made it up there before everyone else.  He/she stood and his/her mouth flew open as is to say: WOW!

It was a perfect treat for Chipmunk and a perfect treat for me!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,





The Heat of Summer is Here—Thursday, July 9, 2020

A wee tiny bird (I think might be a Starling) is living out it’s beginning life, in a hollow of a limb of the tree in our yard

At the Upper End, we have pheasants. Delightful birds

Over by the equipment area, I saw a fun courting couple

Then on the back road going to the Back Forty twice,

I ran across this pretty handsome feller

Our days are in the 100*s now. That is 37.7c.

At the peak of the heat in the daytime, the little songbirds rest—such wise little creatures

Or come to our chicken yard and try to grab a snack or two…

I’m sure they are thinking “get some food while everyone sleeps, then no one will ever know.)

The hawks and other raptors silent shadows slide over the warm and bright land

The blue sky is alive with life

As so is the earth

Ah  Summer so

Full Life

Full of Joy

Full of Daily Adventures

To me

The most perfect time of the year!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,