A Day in the Life of an Ordinary Farmer —- Monday, September 12, 2022

We spent all day Thursday hauling dirt from the settling pond a mile from our farm.

Load the trailer, dump the trailer repeat.

We will use this dirt to fill in low spots on the fields, to fix a road that washed out, and to pack areas which  the wind has whipped bare (like over culverts)

Last load—8-5 we are tired and ready to stop.

Done for another year.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,




We Have Been Ever so Dry—-Thursday, September 12, 2019

The wind kicks up the dust something fierce

And a quick ride down the farm roads always leave a rush of dust behind

But, the last few days have brought us rain clouds

And the beauty of a bright wonderous rainbow

Glinting in the sky!

What wonderful joy to see…Rainbows in the sky.  (Although, right here on our farm, we didn’t get any rain—but’s that’s okay we did get see Rainbows anyway)!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


DONE!—-Wednesday, September 12, 2018

By 10:13 a.m. the air was dry, the ground was dry, and the bean pods dry.  So we began again.

Gradually the day wore on.  A cool morning warming into a very hot afternoon. Still, we worked on, stopping only for a very fast lunch.  Then back to the field we went.

The day flew by, the loads in the hopper emptied, the truck went here and there and back again.

Then there it was…the last long trip, up the very steep incline

Final destination—-The Beanery!

Since there was only one truck in front of us, Terry stayed to unload and bring the truck back home. Boomer and I came back, we didn’t need to stay and take Terry home—nor did we need to come back later and pick up the truck

We were done!  That word brings much contentment—as well as the action Itself does!


The 2018 pinto bean harvest is finished.  The feeling cannot be bought at any price in any market in the world!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



A Rainbow from Duluth–Sunday, September 12, 2015

Rainbow-from-MaryMary from Duluth, Minnesota (the tip of Lake Superior), saw this rainbow and thought of me.

I think I am one of the luckiest people alive to be sent such special gifts–rainbows from here, there and everywhere.  Thank you, Mary.

Now each of you can see this special present of love and hope!

Your friend on a Western Colorado farm,