The Day From H#%%

A neighbor of ours (2 miles away) decided that today (with 20-30 m.p.h. wind and gusts of wind) was an excellent day to burn one of his ditches.

Well, he got the ditch burnt that is for sure, and the neighbors farm and our farm.

Terry and I are just sick!  Sick, sick, sick!

It took the Delta Fire Department, the Olathe Fire Department, the Cedaredge Fire Department and the Lands End Fire Department from Whitewater to put the fire out. (If you get out a map you will see how far some of them had to come to help)

The fire reached our place at 2:30 that afternoon with fire jumping and running over all of our pastures, hillsides and into the corn fields.  THANK GOD!!! Terry had disked the ends of the corn or it would have ran right to our house.

The fire also ate it’s way right up to our kids’ barns and chicken house….we had to load up and move out all the goats, chickens, dogs and cats.  One of the next door neighbors took Tally, the other kids were in school for part of the time.

The sheriff department had all three roads blocked off from traffic as the smoke was so thick seeing was next to impossible.

The rancher and his daughter and her boyfriend came up and rounded up the cows and calves to keep them out of harms way.

The fire was finally put down at 6:30 that evening.  Terry’s equipment was saved, the buildings were saved and no animals lost their lives that we are aware of.

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Terry and I are sick about the loss of the centuries old Chico and Sagebrush, the ancient cactus.  What will happen now is the invasive weeds will take over.

Sigh,

Linda

Spring Work

I’ve been waiting for this time of the year ever since we had harvest last year. But….man are we ever busy.  (Not complaining just explaining).

Still I wanted to share with you a couple of shots of the full moon last week-when the moon came up the sun was going down so we had a pink moon.  As the moon was going down the next morning the sun was coming up giving the countryside a beautiful blue haze.

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Nature….isn’t it Grand!!?

Linda

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — March

Finally, Fuzzy and I, Mom and Dad have made it through the mud days of March.  March is spring for us here in Western Colorado…..well, at least our part of Western Colorado.

March is also the time of mud, wind, and little green shoots of weeds and such.

March is still cold. There isn’t much anyone can do about it.  Fuzzy and I are still wearing our heavy outside fur, and Mom and Dad are still in their carharts and sometime mud shoes.

But the bulk of the calves

and the lambs have been born and the best of all……the days are growing longer and longer!

Winter’s darkness (which squishes you at both ends of the each and every day) is gone!  Gone until sometime next year!  GONE!

Fuzz and I love it!

Around here everyone is glad to see March arrive.  It’s the time when all the farming starts, and well….that’s what we are about.  Stirring the soil, having the seeds delivered, fertilizing the ground, getting everything ready to plant.

Dad has started ‘opening the ground’, which means he is doing tractor work, which means there is always some little grandchild that likes to ride with Grandpa, up and down, up and down.  They do get bored after about three rounds, but they still want to be up high on the tractor with Grandpa.

I love helping Dad…we go out and do shovel work together.

Fuzzy would like to go, but he has trouble doing too much.  We do lots of chasing of things around the yard, but he really can’t walk much past the haystack area.

I love Fuzzy.  I only go with Dad if he invites me, because I worry that Fuzz will be disappointed he can’t go.

Anyway spring is here, folks!  And Fuzz and I are happy dogs!

Boomer

Hooray! They are Home!

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What a long trip for Terry and a coming home for Evan.  They rolled in about dark Tuesday night, making it one day sooner than originally planned.  They had at first thought about going through Texas, into New Mexico, but instead cut through the panhandle of Oklahoma right into to Colorado.

Boy was I ever glad to see them!

terrys-home

Irrigating worked out fine, I only had two horrible problems, the head gate broke, (just before the guys got home) and a pipe split, but I was able to work around both of them.  The head gate had to be fixed by the ditch company, but wire held everything together until Terry could talk to the Ditch Rider. 

Now I am just back to being the back-up farmhand.  This is good, real good.

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And the granddaughters get to help by riding up to Grammy’s for a visit.

It won’t be long now until Bladen is out of school so we will have two helpers when we irrigate.

Big sigh of relief!