Contentment of a Misty Sky—Sunday, September 2, 2018

My inbox contained a lovely surprise from Sara, in Kentucky

“Finally, a Rainbow for you!:  she announced.

“The first one I’ve seen all summer!”

Now I’m sharing with you…a stunning Kentucky rainbow covering the Equinox farm with lovely grazing sheep!

Thank you so much, Sara!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Traffic Jam—Tuesday, January 6, 2015

300-sheepYou honestly don’t see this much here anymore.  Most of the time the shepherds and the cowboys truck their animals from one pasture to another.

BUT if the need to move to a pasture just a short distance the animals are driven there.

Terry and I were on our way to Grand Junction, Colorado, when we ran into about 300 sheep around Camel’s Switch!  It was a hoot to watch the dogs working the sheep.



To give you a tiny idea of cowboys herding cows here is an older photo of the cows leaving our place for a pasture just down the road.  Moving cows has the romance of ranch life all wrapped up in herd—cows, horses and cows boys!out-1When I was a child sheep and cattle drives were very common.  Often times children were let out of school to help drive the cows up to the pasture on Grand Mesa (I went a few times) or to gather the cows in the fall and bring them down.

Sheep were moved from one orchard to another in the winter…(Shepherds Walk WITH their flocks), many a time my brother and I would leave for school in the morning and come home that evening to sheep feeding along the trees in our father’s orchards.  Overtime we would head out to school then come home to find the sheep had moved on…to a back orchard or to a neighbors. Sheep were perfect for mowing down all the weeds between the trees and along the ditch banks in orchards. They were short enough they didn’t eat twigs from the trees and always hungry enough the orchards were void if ladder binding weeds when it became time to start pruning the trees before spring buds appeared.

cows-outWatching the animals move ALWAYS makes me think of that old song RAWHIDE!

Keep movin’, movin’, movin’,
Though they’re disapprovin’,
Keep them doggies movin’ Rawhide!

Move ‘em on, head ‘em up,

Head ‘em up, move ‘em out,

Move ‘em on, head ‘em out Rawhide!
Set ‘em out, ride ‘em in
Ride ‘em in, let ‘em out,
Cut ‘em out, ride ‘em in Rawhide.

Wasn’t it Clint Eastwood that starred in that tv series?

cowboy-bootsAnyway, most ranchers and sheep people move by truck now days.  Head over to the post about this happy photo. (I came upon this cattle truck one day way back when I was still working.  Just click the blue lines to go to the post.  🙂 )

300-sheepAs a side-note…the guardian dogs were having a great time DOING NOTHING!!! Hahaha, tehe!  It was all up to those hard working border collies.

There were three guard dogs and there were EVERYWHERE!  They checked out every smell, peed on many a bush, walked down the train tracks…trotted into yards.  They were having a DELIGHTFUL TIME!

Just so you don’t think the border collies (four of them in the back, two in the front) had their noses out of joint (my maternal grandmother’s saying 🙂 ) they DID not!  They were having the time of their life pushing those sheep along!

I think it is safe to say…I enjoyed every minute of being ‘stuck’ (I use this term very loosely) behind a fast moving flock of sheep!

Your friend on a Western Colorado Farm,





There is Always One — January 30, 2014

I don’t care if you are working with cats, dogs, rabbits, sheep, pigs, goats, horses or cows…there is ALWAYS ONE!  That has to live outside the box…

Yesterday Mr. Davis and his daughter were helping our neighbor move his cows from Mr. Love’s place to two miles down to My-Way Cattle Company’s corn field.


You can’t tell it here, but one of the cows jumped into our field giving Mr. Davis and his daughter a merry chase up and down the fence line.  Terry went down to help and to see if our electric fence was still working (it was).  Seems the errant cow had also taken them on a merry chase just below our place…running happily through the swamp on Gennis’s land.  Once they got her back into the quickly moving herd she marched along very nicely, until she got our cornfield…HOP she was back over the fence galloping into the middle, standing there snorting frozen breath while they got the fence open and got into the field with her.

Then across the field she went, down to the end of the fence line by Misty’s house, back up the fence —by this time Mr. Davis, his daughter, two dogs, and Terry were all starting to squeeze her into the canal  whereby the up gate could be opened.


NO!  Not this girl, no sireee!  DOWN THE CANAL she ran, ducked UNDER the bridge, kept on galloping to the end, and pushed herself under the fence to the other side coming out on our lane.  Two more dogs arrived from Mr. Love’s end of the herd, I was on the lane…she turned so fast dust and sparks flew off her hooves.  Within seconds she was hidden well in the middle of the herd heading north, right where she was supposed to be.

There is always one!

It’s acting like snow here, if we will get some I don’t know.  But all around us the mountains are socked in giving me hope for fuller reservoirs this summer!!

Your farm friend,


A Mini-Heat Wave

The last two days we are having a mini-heatwave.  Which I am very much enjoying.  It won’t last. Saturday a windy snow storm is suppose to blow into our area.  Then the temps are suppose to plunge back down, but I’ll take whatever we can get!

Because of the slightly warmer temperatures (sure beat the minus stuff we were having) and the longer daylight hours the dogs and I like to go for evening walks.

Its sort of a struggle for Fuzzy, but he won’t hear of us leaving him behind, so we just walk slower. 🙂

Boomer is a goof….he runs everywhere, up there, back there, over there, he doesn’t care, just so he can run.

Since a pack of feral dogs attacked and killed all my hens, I don’t mind these little hawks (falcon?) hanging around.  This one sits on this branch every evening when I’m out walking.  Searching for that daring mouse, I suppose.

Since it’s late (after five in the evening) the geese are starting to land in the corn field.  I had to try my hand at photographing them…I’m not very good. 

The air is thick with their honks.  It’s really cool.  They are one thing I miss when spring comes. 

The only other real news is the sheep across the road from us have arrived

I always enjoy seeing them hit the fields.  They never stay in one place always traveling here and there and everywhere.

This girl was just pointed in the right direction by the sheep dog.  I didn’t get his photo as he was just tooooo busy to pause for me to click the camera.

There are a lot sheep here, when you consider they are covering 160 acres!

Here is the last of the car photos I’m going to share.  I guess you have an idea of the type of car Terry likes. 🙂 🙂

Well, I’m off to enjoy the last of the afternoon sun and mini-warmth!  No wind, no clouds, now snow.  YAY!


Sara’s Sheep


I was in need of something fun, warm, that tells a story, for a gift!  And I found it!

The little sheep family says it all.

(There is another lamb on the other side of the Momma snuggled close by, that I failed to get in the photo.)

My present was THE hit of the party.