It Rained and the Wind Blew — Wednesday, October 27, 2021

But, back before the wet and blustery weather rolled in

I went for a ride-about

I wanted to get a good photo of the hawk(s) who live on our land

Sigh!

I guess I didn’t make it.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

That Brutal World We Live In — Wednesday, July 21, 2021

While out-and-about

I saw a coyote (from a distance) hanging out where the swather had been sitting and where the squirrels were playing.

He/she was sporting the Summer-fur look.

POUNCE!

A quick dash off.

Sigh!

I drove the four-wheeler over to the spot, to save the rest of the surry of squirrels, at least for a short while.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

As Light Plays Across the Land — Monday, May 17, 2021

A darling little bunny dashed in front of us as we were irrigating

I’ve seen bunnies dashing this way and that in the warming sunshine

Most of the time in the Upper End.

This is amazing because this is also the coyotes’ favorite place to hunt.

Oftentimes in the green-dappled light (I put up a camera to see where the coyotes have been hanging out.)

I see little squirrels…I like to think they are Stanley

And Stewart.

The hawks hunt the land.

In reality, all is peaceful and calm and just perfect.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

WHAT! WOW! I Made it FIRST! —- Monday, October 19, 2020

As you know I love to feed the little wild creatures

fun little snacks they would never ever get

unless someone goes to the grocery store and buys them.

Usually,

it goes down like this —Stanely or Stewart or someone

from the Vacuum Cleaner family shows up—Cute little furry rodents with darling little faces

Sometimes, but not always, the Quail get there and can snarf up the remaining bits leaving a clean plate for everyone else.

But yesterday, the little chipmunk made it up there before everyone else.  He/she stood and his/her mouth flew open as is to say: WOW!

It was a perfect treat for Chipmunk and a perfect treat for me!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

 

In the Crisp, Chilled Morning Air—-Tuesday, September, 29, 2020

As the mist left the land

Boomer and I took squirrel food and birdseed over to the equipment area

To feed the little critters

For life ‘on the land’ can be a tad harsh in the winter.

After spreading out the treats we (Boomer and I) waited. First, the little chipmunk to show up.

While the chipmunk ran home to deposit the great find.  Natures’ vacuum cleaner arrived!  🙂

Leaving nothing behind

Nothing.

I couldn’t put any more out for two reasons: I had not brought enough. And if I came out to scatter more— the birds wouldn’t come back.

Instead, I would get a repeat of the squirrel.  🙂

Darn it.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Magic —- Wednesday, September 9, 2020

Some of my photos

Deserve their very own post

They are so full of beauty

Drama

And

Poetry.

I just had to give them their own space!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Sherlock Boomer—-What Mom Doesn’t Know, Chapter Six, Friday, July 24, 2020

Chapter Six

While Mom and Dad were out in the second hayfield

trying to beat the

rainstorm heading our way—

I decided

to let myself out of the house

 

When out of nowhere

LOKI showed up!

“Hey, Boomer! Let’s go do something!”

Oh, my goodness, I thought to myself, Loki-Ta-Moki—Mindy Cat better hide

“HIDE MINDY!” I bayed

As soon as I bayed Loki decided to go FIND Mindy….

Ears up, tail wagging…

paws in FAST MOTION…Loki took off right to Mindy’s favorite spot to hang out.

Whew…No Mindy.

“Hey, Lok!  Slow down.  Let’s check for news and see what has been happening around here.”

I put my nose to the ground and started sniffing—

“Squirrel, Loki, Mom’s squirrel she has been feeding, came through.”

‘O!  Lok—SKUNK!!! We’ve got to be careful.  Either one of us gets sprayed it’s sleeping in the shed tonight.”

Loki just bounced around, running here there and everywhere.

“Just give me the good stuff, Boomer, something that runs fast and will get away from me.  Ya know.  I don’t want to catch anything…I just want to CHASE! Like RUN FAST!

Humm, I muttered –“Oh, Loki!–-FOX!”

“FOX!?”  Loki stopped his prancing and dancing around. “WHERE? WHERE!”  Tell me, Boomer…POINT THE WAY!”

“Huh, I think he headed to the Upper End, Loki.”

“UPPER END! SEE YA, BOOMER!” 

Loki yelled as he sped around the junk pile

Geez, I wonder if I got that dog lost.  Man, will the little kids be upset!

 

Sigh.

Oh, well…time for a nap.

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Later that day…

just around evening I heard lots of chatter and the patter of feet.

Out the door, I went.

There was Kya, Black Dog, and LOKI!

Loki said he had a blast at the Upper End.  He didn’t see the fox or anything really…he just ran and ran and ran.

I led the way to the Back Door,

Where we all milled around until  Mom came out with treats for ALL OF US!!

YAY!

Then Mom and I walked with my sister, all the dogs, and my little human niece, Tally, half-way back to the other side of the farm, where they were staying for the summer.

A Gift of Earth and Sky—Thursday, July 23, 2020

I sometimes get to thinking this blog is rather repetitious

I seem to only write about the sky, the plants on the farm

My yard

Irrigating…morning, noon, night

Animals which move around in the night

And the day

The worker bee of the farm...the whole farm runs on this one person, you do understand

Sometimes I liven things up a tad

OR a daytime sighting of a typically nocturn fox

Oh, Yes, I forgot we do have the returning deer

And the joyful visit of grandchildren and granddogs

And that sweet little beagle

And that very independent cat.

Not only the work of spring, summer, and fall, the work of winter

I suppose it may be repetitious

It is our life…

Shared with you on this wee little space in time

a miracle on our tiny spot of Earth and Sky

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

Two Gifts from the Earth’s Heart —-Thursday, November 14, 2019

These little kids, (teenagers, really)

Are Mom (Gambol Quail)

and Dad’s last of the summer’s bevy, (or flock). And they look like they are all boys!

They LOVE to see me head over with my sack of black oil sunflower seeds, waiting patiently for me to appear, ride up…then fluttering off to sit in the old tree while I spread out all the seeds.

I love feeding them, our farm is full of wildlife, for I believe a farm without wildlife is empty land.

While there I looked down, where I had walked many, many times and saw

Shining there in the tracks on the road was a HEART!

What a dazzling find!

Moving on, from feeding my wild creatures, I went down to see Shannon’s goats, horses Black Beauty

I found another Heart!

 

Wonderful, gentle gifts to warm my soul!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Mom and I Out on the Farm

Mom and I went out on the farm to see what we could see:

(From Pinterest)

First off, we saw lots of tracks—Bird feet

Shadows of grasses

Shadows of the weeds

Shadows of corn

Some birds, but they were flying,

not walking

We have lots and lots of Quail…masses of them, like a bazillion or so.  (It’s really fun to run up to them and make them scatter; some fly, some run, some hide. Ever so much fun!)

We saw TWO snake skins.

One was SUPER big.  Mom said she was glad she didn’t see the snake, the skin was bad enough.

We saw Stanley

Fox feet tracks,

I wonder if it was Kit?

Raccoons, they are here, there, and everywhere

Mom saw a busy bug

in the flower weeds

I sniffed here there and everywhere

Mom and I had lots and lots and lots of fun!

Boomer Beaglie Brown (BAY, HOWL, HAWOOOOOO)