Haze from the smoke settles thickly everywhere now
With hardly a breath of wind
The sun is beautiful trying to break through the blanket of low hanging smoke
Becoming tired of thinking about, trying to breathe,
I decided to take some photos of birds
All fluttering about looking for food
Checking my camera later I realized,
I actually DID get an excellent shot of a Hummingbird in full flight!
I was DELIGHTED! To say the least!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The air was heavy a day or so back, bringing with it smoke.
Boomer and jumped on my four-wheeler and headed over to the equipment area to see what was happening….our new neighbors burning brush piles.
Fire always makes me nervous.
ALWAYS!
While in my garden, watering, and weeding I came across
A wee *nasty* house fly sunning its self
Which started me on a wee little journey to photograph a bug or two.
(Isn’t the colors of the wings amazing?)
In the nighttime unseen bugs look like streaks, showing up on a quickly snapped photo
Flying bugs are hard to snap
Unless one is lucky to stun a moth in the flash
Soon I got side-tracked by that wondrous slice of moon.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
The sun sets with brilliant colors only seen through smoke and ash
Another fire broke out behind us...on the Uncompahgre Plateau….closer to the Nucla, Colorado side.
The fat lovely moon rises pink in the evening sky
Then as the night darkens and the air starts to crisp the moon breaks clear of the low lying smoke and ash
It breaks forth in a clear and marvelous wonder, casting moon shadows on the land… and filling the earth with its marvelous glow.
Terry and I sat outside on the swing, as the leaves made shadows as we slowly rocked to and fro. (Boomer besides us and Mindy on Terry’s lap)
From my world to your heart,
Linda
When the smoke was terrible here, (although not as terrible as other places) I took some photos of the sun and the moon.
The strange color
A testament to the disaster happening in prairies and forests in the west
The orange moon and the red-hot molten sun roaring like soft thunder in the sky!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
The sun rising. The birds chattering and sending medleys of sound through out the day.
I’m very much looking forward to Daylight Savings Time. Terry and I have already switched. We are up early, early and then tired early.
Our neighbors are still burning. You can see it drifting up over our mesa from the valley floor just below us. I’m ready for burn season to end. 😦 I do try to keep a positive look on things, just so my soul and mind stay balanced, but burn season is always such a worry.
The tender spring buds on the trees are brilliant in the bright blue. The branches of the trees are still mostly bare against the skies…but the promise of new life is there.
Last evening as the sun set, Terry and I watched the sun sinking behind the Uncompahgre Plateau (Un-come-pah-gray—accent on the pah) The fading day robed in pink and purple glory.
The long shafts of the sinking sun burst through the air, lighting up the new little white calves in brilliant flashes of white.
Our nights are still frigid…but a freshness moves through the icy air promising growth, green things, newness…Life.
We stayed watching the night creep up, the cool air wrapping itself around us, then when the light reached it’s peak of stunning beauty (just before all color fades) we turned and walked back to the house and the waiting super in the crock pot…full of contentment.
Love,
Linda
Whew!
Lots of smoke here!
Its been here for 5 days and 5 nights already and it doesn’t look like its planning on leaving anytime soon.
I mean LOTS of smoke!
Mom had a blog friend tell her this smoke is from all the horrible, terrible, scary, nasty wildfires in Idaho.
If the smoke is bad HERE—in the western part of Colorado…it must be horrible there.
Fuzzy and I really feel bad for all the animals and people and plants that are being damaged by those fires. We know what fire is like and we know how SCARY it is!!!!
Yesterday we all went to town. We followed Blade as he rode his bike to town, first time to town on his new bike, by himself. He did really well!
Since Blade is spending this week’s mornings with us (and his parents said he could) he really, really, wanted to ride the 8 miles to and from town. We all got to go because, well, it’s a long ways and he is still a young boy, and there are lots of huge trucks and really fast cars on that highway.
He said it was a long ways.
The going down was fun, the coming back w.o.r.k.!!!
(Dad put the bike in the back of the truck with us and hauled him UP the hill, then took the bike out and started him on the way again.)
Mom said—“Yep, that’s how it works, one way fun the other way work.”
That evening Fuzz and I went with Mom to fork ends back on the cut alfalfa and help Dad change water.
Pretty cool!
They only left me twice. The second time I really was hiding so they would think I wasn’t close by and I zipped up by Mom and Fuzzy and then passed them and got to the irrigation place FIRST!!!
HAHAHAHAH! I fooled them!!!
This is the last irrigation of the pinto beans…see how ripe they are getting. Next week or the following week Dad will start the harvesting process—-there a MANY steps to the harvesting of pinto beans!
I LOVE EACH STEP! I LOVE HELPING ALL THE TIME!!
We saw a frog …Mom said this was a first. We see lots of toads, but this is a cool little frog (he had a buddy, but I lost track of him) was the first for our fields.
Smoke makes for some pretty amazing sunsets, but Fuzzy and I agreed…no smoke or fire would be best.
Better!
BETTER!!!!
I was going to tell you about Mom’s bees, but Mom said I’ve been on here long enough so I have to go now.
Boomer
The ground is at the right moisture for planting the last of this years crop…the pinto beans
It will take Terry about two days get the pinto bean fields planted.
Of course everything always comes together at the same time
The alfalfa has just the right amount of bloom to be cut.
First things first. First the pinto beans, then on Monday or Tuesday the alfalfa will be cut. It take alfalfa about a week in hot drying weather to turn into hay. Then there is the baling the stacking and the hay customers.
We really like our hay customers, everyone that comes out is fun to see again. Terry also sells his hay to the Delta Elevator.
The smoke you see blowing in is from the fires in Utah and Arizona. It’s always sad that summer has to bring with it forest fires.
Anyway, I’m glad its summer!
Linda
We were over at the equipment hillside when we saw smoke coming from the area where our house is
Since one of our neighbors caught part of our place on fire three years ago, the smoke made us hoof it over the old corn field rather fast.
Then we found out it was the ditch company getting the canal ready for water.
What a relief!
