A regular feast of moisture
The only sound for a long long time is the whisper plop
Of raindrops
We were so desperate here for rain—this has been a true blessing.
Bliss!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Because of an amazing, generous gift, from an Oklahoma Farm Girl
(I cried when I opened the card, I am still so humble and grateful)
I was able to take Boomer to a specialist
Where, upon I learned —
The devastating news
That Boomer has liver disease
Not any of those other things: Nose fungus, pneumonia, tumor in the nose, something stuck in his nose, not a nose anything.
Which is so frustrating because I did have X-rays taken, but was told they were inconclusive
Strangely the X-rays taken this time, showed ME the very large, expanded liver, his chest and everything else x-rayed.
I bawled.
Here I thought I was doing everything right.
Even the prednisone was damaging the already damaged liver.
I didn’t know.
I really didn’t know.
So, now you know.
And now I know.
He is on medication to clear up an infection. Also, one to help the liver digest better.
Other than that—– What we have left is time. One day at a time—time.
Of which, I plan to make the most of.
Oklahoma Farm Lady…thank you ever so much.
My heart is full and breaking.
You gave to me Boomer and his family a lovely gift of Time—one day at a time.
And for THAT We all Thank you!
From my heart to your heart, each and every one of you, Dear Readers,
Linda
The air warmed up causing Terry and me to crave a little magic in our day
Everything was done, or at least to points whereby we were tired of doing them
So we loaded up and took off
(game camera photo by the game camera I have up to take photos of raccoons 🙂 )
Nice!
A Special little God-given adventure!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Coming down from our Autumn Four-wheeler ride we started into the smoke from the Bull Draw fire, which is occurring right behind our farm on the Uncompahgre Plateau
The smoke was thick and intense filling the clear sky with the smell and feel of damaged forest 🙂
But yesterday, Monday, we had lots and lots of wild scattered showers of rain, with very little wind and no lightning, here on the farm and up on the Plateau.
The FaceBook page for the Bull Draw Fire is very positive:
“Date: Monday, September 25, 2018
Acres: 36,549 acres as of September 23 at 1800
Containment: 95%
Personnel: 85
Yesterday’s Activity: Containment is now at 95% due to successful firing operations completed on Saturday, Sept 22 and multiple days monitoring fire lines. Wind gusts up to 20 mph were present and served as a strong test of all lines in place along the north and east sides of the perimeter. Fire behavior was moderate and well within the interior. Yesterday’s operations did not require water drops from a helicopter or a reconnaissance flight by an Authorized Unmanned Aircraft Systems (UAS), or drone. Crews continued with snagging operations in aspen stands along Divide Road and around UC Cow Camp. The fire did receive precipitation, but no measurable quantity was observed.
I must say that is news which expresses great pleasure to my mind and heart.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
No longer does the repair of this tractor torment his mind and therefore his body
Finally the last necessary bolt was in place, the last hose hooked, the last screen cleaned….everything back to running order!
Worry, for this tractor, wisped away like a ghost on a windy day!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
While we slept, the dreams of summer vanished along with all the summer stars
The weeds had been warning us…turning their summer green to colors suited only for Fall
Then in the pink and purple blaze of morning sunrise
The sunlight striking on the ground revealed Jack Frost arrived last night!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Two rainbows! Very faint, but still I saw them!!! 🙂
One day in August I got an email from a blog friend, Katie, writing to me about a series of books: The Betsy-Tacy books, these are a series of semi-autobiographical novels by American novelist and short-story writer Maud Hart Lovelace (1892-1980).
I had used a quote from one of the books on a blog post, which prompted Katie to write me.
I didn’t realize there is so many wonderful things about Betsy-Tacy and her books. A huge following of men and women have created a Betsy-Tacy society, helped purchase the houses Betsy-Tacy grew up in and other tireless good works.
(This is the photo of one of the books, featured on Amazon.com)
They work to spread the word about these delightful books–even donating them to local libraries.
Betsy-Tacy are true stories written at the turn of the 20th Century—1900 — set in Mankato, Minnesota , similar to the Little House on the Prairie books, only in 1900, not 1871.
Please take some time out of your busy day to visit these sites I have marked in blue you just might like these special little books! I have only read the first four for far.
I hope you enjoy them!
Love,
Linda
We are getting close (now), to being done, with the pinto bean harvest. Tomorrow should see the end!
Prices are low. They are low on the corn and the hay also. But storing something doesn’t always produce a higher price later on.
I always find this so odd…the farmer get a small amount, but the retail in the grocery store is extremely high…too many middle people along the way, I guess.
We are still irrigating the alfalfa field. It’s a big field and takes a long time to get across, but we should finish with the irrigation by Saturday.
After that we wait.
Corn harvest will start the last of October, or in November sometime, it all depends on the moisture content of the corn.
Winding down to gear up again…it called harvest!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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