Under a bright Fall (September is Fall to me) sun, we headed into the forest
Yep! That time of year again! 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Into the Woods We Go — Thursday, September 4, 2025
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Time is Fleeing—Wednesday, September 4, 2024
The insect world is working hard, harder, hardest.
This time of year —although, the heat makes one feel like the days are dragging,—
The insects know it isn’t
That one day, very soon, the heat will no longer fill the days, and quite suddenly
(We had a freeze on Oct 6, 2013—-a photo from the archives)
A freeze will occur causing summer to vanish.
Until then— 
We will continue to prepare and watch the signs of the year’s turning.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Plucked From the Sky as a Melody — Monday, September 4, 2023
Buzz, buzz
RUN!!!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
(Such a trip, trying to photograph a bug!)
Rain Added (Although Not Right on the Farm), Sunday, September 4, 2022
Although watching it shower on the A’dobies was a delight.
The sunset bedazzling and very elaborate
The clouds gradually quieted as the sun subtracted itself from the simple life
Of our each and every day.
Work tilting forward always
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Sherlock Boomer—-What Mom Doesn’t Know, Chapter Eleven, Friday, September 4, 2020
Chapter Eleven
We’ve had a hard week, Mom and I.
Very hard.
I got sick again.
Very sick.
Horribly sick.
Deathly sick.
Mom took me to the vet…the prognosis wasn’t good.
Mom cried and cried and cried.
Then, after giving me all the meds…I seem to be doing better.
It’s my nose again.
Maybe my chest.
Maybe my stomach.
Who knows?
The x-rays didn’t really say.
Mom just couldn’t afford all the blood work and the ultra-sounds and all the other tests.
So, she and I talked about it.
We decided to go with the x-rays and the medication.
The prednisone pumped me up so much I couldn’t sleep. Spent the whole night panting, and moving up and down, going in and out.
So, no more SPEED for me.
Just the antibiotic for my nose.
Mom and I talked about that also.
It all started back up with all the smoke in the area.
Yesterday Mom said: “Come on, Boomie. You and I need a change of pace. This panting and huffing and puffing is not good.”
Up I went with her to check the water.
We went at noon and again in the evening.
Honestly, I think I am better today.
I sure hope so.
Mom and I have our fingers and paws crossed.
I trust Mom.
Mom kisses me lots on the nose and tells me to work hard and get well, Boomie. “We have lots of stuff still to do together.”
I sure love Mom.
(Mom doesn’t really know how things are going to go. Please pray for the best. The best for Boomie. I will do my best to accept whatever is meant to be. Thank you, my friends!)
From my heart to your world,
Linda
A Gentle Little Creature —- Wednesday, September 4, 2019
(From Pinterest, once more:) )
Boomer and decided to travel over to the other side of the farm, well not the whole side of the farm, just to equipment areas, where (YES, I feed the little creatures)
Off we went!
I let Boomer off then sat myself down to wait
I had a short spell of waiting before the squirrel showed up.
Then I heard the sweetest voice 
A darling little bird chased away the squirrel. I know not what this bird is, but I feel delighted to have two photos of this charming creature.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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As the Days Cool Down and the Light Shrinks—-Tuesday, September 4, 2018
Autumn has arrived. You can see it in the fields—the pinto beans are either turning yellow or, as ours are, lying pulled and drying, waiting for the combine.
The land is glittering and bright…as we move closer and closer to winter the trees will turn colors announcing the move from warm into the silvered blanket of cold called winter.
The Canada Geese are back…in droves.
Very early —is this a sign of a hard winter to come?
The little hummingbirds’ numbers are thinning noticeably…I have gone from 2 gallons of sugar water a day to 1/2 gallon every other day.
I will miss these little jewels, but they must leave and hurry. For the air is thinning and cooling extremely noticeably now.
A large flock of Barn Swallows left our farm yesterday, but the little fledglings and their parents are still here. Until they are gone I’m holding onto the belief we still have small amounts of summer left. 🙂
Summer work still goes on. It isn’t time to stop watering the corn; the alfalfa fields must NOT go into winter dry.
Still, change is here, in how the air smells, how the sky feels, and how the earth looks.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The Last Day of August—Monday, September 4, 2017
On the last day of August we had a thunder storm! The clouds roiled and thundered, but dropped only a smattering of rain.
But we still received a gift of light
Making the sky look like we were in a globed crystal
The light strobed through the dark and dreary cloud, rippling upwards through the raindrops, then grew brighter as it arched through the heavens
A great prism of color! Shouting it’s incredible beauty for anyone who saw!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Moving to Delta, Colorado—Sunday, September 4, 2016
Yesterday we helped our daughter and son-in-law, in Grand Junction, Colorado load up some of their stuff to move to Delta–home for Kimberly and back to Delta County, for Cliff.
Terry made this trailer years ago to haul bulls, cows, and pigs. It has also hauled furniture to Denver, back from Denver, to Grand Junction, and now back from Grand Junction.
(I must brag a little bit here—my man is sure talented! If he needs it, or wants it, he figures out a way to make it. 💕 💕 💕–how lucky I am!)
We were fortunate to move them in-between storms. We’ve been having lots and lots of thunder and rain storms. It sure has been nice for the yard. A welcome gift for the plants and for me!
The tomatoes and peppers are coming on strong now. It’s canning time! My pears are ripening in big, thick, warm blankets then it will be time to ‘put them up’.
We are still working on the firewood, although the pile is MUCH smaller. Maybe this week we will finish it. I sure hope so. I’m a tad wore out. We are taking off today and maybe Monday, maybe not Monday, we will see.
(Early morning sun)
I hope your Labor Day weekend is a good one!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Wednesday September 4, 2013
Sort of in a rush…we begin combining in an hour.
So far the rains are staying away…
if everything holds together we hope to be done by this week end.
Your harried friend, Linda
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