Everything is starting to wind down now.

The farmer’s around, who grown onions are now harvesting, the sweet corn harvest is over, and the big ranchers are chopping ensilage/silage, plus the pinto beans and soybean harvest is underway.

The air is different, washing the world in a golden misty light

The morning mist is chilly; the air still.  Although, it does burn off quickly;

Coats required for a spell.

True Summer is now fading like a dream.

I keep putting out food for my cute little creatures—

Not daily, but every once in a while…

I don’t want them to become dependent, but I do want them to go into winter fat!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda