First cutting of the Second Field
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The weather people are telling us
We are in the very last days of Summer.
Any time now…any time
A visit from Jack Frost will arrive.
Bringing with it lots and lots of snow for the mountains
And hard killing frosts, causing our temperatures to drop from the high 60’s into the low 50’s
These are the last days of Summer glimmering in the clouds, the sky, and on the land.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
One of the gated pipes had a huge crack in it’s side—therefore, we had to go through our extra sticks of pipe and haul one over for the repair
Once there the pipe had to be pulled apart
The broken one removed.
(Mindy is helping. She had to check out the pipe to make sure we got the broken one.)
She approved.
Then we had to put the new pipe in place of the damaged pipe. And hook up all the pipes together again.
Took lots of time–pulling and tugging, then rolling the gates up into position.
You would think gated pipe would make irrigation easier, but the reality is they are lots of work.
So. There you go…the time-consuming repairs on top of all the ‘regular stuff.
And the gift of the day—A RAINBOW!
Oh, the joy!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
I love feeding the birds
And watching the Canada Geese and the Sandhill Cranes creating their own gusting wind in the great blue of the sky!
If Boomer and I sit quietly then great flocks of birds come calling
Trying to rush us away so they also may peck and scratch at the tummy-warming black sunflower seeds
While out on the (now empty land) the other day, I saw a Sundog hanging silently in the sky.
It was still there, as the huge clouds built promising ‘weather’ when I came back from feeding the birds over by the equipment area.
Cold weather coming, the Sundogs say. I like to think of them as wee little rainbows before the bitter cold.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm
Linda