The is an UpSide to the wind—Sorta
It helps the sap rise up out of the roots of the trees, so the leaves can gather light and we can have shade
It can bring in a storm…it can, not always, but it could
But the biggest thing it does (on human terms)
is it keeps the bugs
At bay. 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We ride out daily now…
Checking the cows
Keeping count,
Making sure the cows are comfortable with us
Checking fences (and gates)
Overhead the Canada Geese keep us company
We have a NEW little one—very early.  But, for some reason or other, there always seems to be one cow who springs a surprise.
Last night I saw a Sundog…colder weather on its way.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
If I could choose one single moment to live inside for all eternity, it would be that. Fredrik Backman, Things My Son Needs to Know about the World
Monday we had storms, off and on all-day
Off and on the rain would blow in, falling in heavy coin-sized drops, then moving on; the ground staying mostly dry.
Our busy days of work continued
Completing one chore
After another
Then the skies would clear and I would think…”I guess that is the end of the storms.”
Back again they would blow in.
But the ending…OH MY, THE ENDING of the DAY!
Was STUNNING!
Complete with the most unusual and delightful Rainbow!
Which grew darker and more red as the night crept onto the land!
WOW! I kept saying to myself. WOW! This is an amazing gift from the Heavens!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Somewhere up there in that vast wonderous sky
Must live Angels
Or possibly demons—(Maybe the demons live on earth, or under the earth somewhere)
Maybe it isn’t Angels, for they are very busy running prayers to the proper Diety to answer them.
And we all know there are masses and masses of prayers heading to Heaven every moment of every day and night.
Maybe it is, hmmm
A wonderous being who is in charge of Clouds
Yes, that is it!
A couple, Man and Woman, who look after the silver-edged clouds
Tugging them here and there
Creating shadows on the earth
Which race across the land
Or leave the sky blank so the clouds are only memories
But when the couple, who are in charge of clouds, decide
To fill the sky with that fragile mist
And the Sun God allows the rays of his beautiful sun to be captured in the clouds
The world is bathed in colors so wild and marvelous it is a wonder to behold.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The sky has been just wonderful the last few days
The colors swirling and dancing as the sun rises and sets
Storms building up on a daily basis
Bringing thunder, lightning, and raindrops
Then the wind shifts the clouds moving them into swirls of patterns
So the light breaks through them and seems to actually shimmer
Sometimes cooling us down to a feeling like Fall is soon to happen.
Still the sky, the sun, the moon, the wind
All murmur in huge [brilliant] voices
Come outside and be with me
Let me fill your mind, and soul and all the shades of your heart
For the Time is swiftly passing.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
Mom and I
and sometimes Mindy, took walks in the rain, in the wind, at night, and in the storm we had.
But this morning we took a walk in SUNSHINE!
Anyway, here are some of the things we saw
These tiny birds are back…YAY! Mom and I love to see them and watch them…they watch us, by freezing very still, not moving at all.
If Mom talks to them, they get very nervous but don’t move.
Last night, after the storm left, Mom and I went for a short walk to the old tree, which is no longer there, because the ditch company sprayed and killed it….and Mom saw a helicopter coming our way.
She took a picture (Mom always has her camera with her) just to see if the helicopter would show up. Only the lights on the helicopter showed up. Still kinda cool.
Our storms were mild compared to other places so the renter is back on the land this morning.
The sun setting through the storm last night was rather cool.
Mom and I checked the apricot blooms…yep, froze. There might be a few that make it, but nothing like there could have been.
The canal water came yesterday!
Mom and Dad and I all thought YAY!
Dad says today we make ditches!
Oh! I hear a big truck! I know that motor!
Gotta go!
See ya,
Boomer
Friday night a storm started blowing in
The moon once clear, but with a halo, became fuzzy with clouds
By morning we were in a series of storms
The clouds grey and vaporous, dark and wraithlike
The wind pushing them along in a haunting song of winter’s lullaby
The wind was so sharp and cold it could peel your skin
All around the storm’s outriders turned the world to grey and then white
The wind howled and the rain fell flat and stinging
But by evening the lashing storm had spent itself, moving onward to other parts of the land
The clouds turned to gold and the air filled with sunshine.
Although, we are cold today…the day is beautiful; singing a much different song then yesterday!
From my heart to your world,
Linda
We had thick heavy clouds all day yesterday, threatening rain, but none fell right here
Then as the sun was starting to set the whole sky lite up in a lighthearted affair…the sun striking the clouds in a golden shower of color.
The slanting rays sending out streaks of light blazing the underneath of the heavy hanging clouds with a brilliant glow of gold, and orange, and pink, and purple…
The color echoing throughout the sky and on the land, making plants, soil, buildings, even Terry and Boomer, Mindy, and I thick with the beautiful light
Then there in the southern sky was a blazing sign glittering and trembling in the liquid gold of air.
A crescendo ending to a grey and storm filled day!
From my heart to your world,
Linda
Thankfully we got all the wood cut and piled. Our youngest daughter, son-in-law and grandchildren came and helped us finished up the wood. We are set now for at least a couple of years, depending on the weather.
The signs of spring are here, they are in the air, on the earth, in the fading sun or the rising sun, in the lighting shadows and the lengthening day.
I still feed the Red-Winged Blackbirds, although I’m seeing more and more Song birds in the yard and on the farm
I love their songs and strive to keep them here, as long as they will stay. But as soon as the Upper End and the Back Forty green up…they will be gone to sing and mate in that special wonderland they call home.
Then once they are gone—the hummingbirds come so my little bird kitchen stays steady with the joy of winged-friends.
Everyday now is a call to the land, where work is not drudgery, but jubilation—we are adding to the chorus called Spring.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Sunday was a day full of wind, threats of rain and stunning beautiful storms
The mountain ranges surrounding us filled with dark and threatening clouds, dumping either snow or rain, creating an endless series of drama
Even on the sawtooth mountain range of the San Juans…the snow-clad peaks etched needle-sharp against the sky received their share of the storms
Silent forks of dazzling light split the sky on the Uncompahgre Plateau and across the desert between Delta and Grand Junction.
Dull rumbles of thunder boomed in the canyons and hollows of the deserts beyond our farm. Sheet lightening shimmered far, far away threatening to come closer and closer to us.
Although the sky was a stunning crystal blue between the storms; the lightening would light up the plateau like an X Ray.
The air was filled with particles of dirt when the mighty gusts of wind pushed through
The storms raced here and there; composed of energy, and full of sounds echoing through out the sky and the earth
It was actually very beautiful.
We changed the water in both of the corn fields in the rippling, storm-filled spring skies…all of us driven here and there by the wind…shifting to hold ourselves upright and still set and move water.
It was exhilarating, to say the least.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 