Where We are on the Farm Now—-Monday, October 29, 2018

We still have not started the corn harvest.  Although, Terry is checking the dryness of the corn weekly now.  The last moisture count was 15.3%.  It must be 15 or below to begin.

So we wait.

The days are sharply cooling down…the ground is more leaf-littered each and every day

Last Friday we had the bliss and excitement of a thick marvelous fog

Of which, I had to go walking in.

After all, it’s rare (in our part of the world) to be able to actually walk in a cloud sitting down on the eath. 🙂

It was breathtaking.

The steady flow of water in the canal is turned off today.  It will take a week before it is gone at our farm—for you see the water travels all the way from the Blue Mesa Reservoir, Gunnison, Colorado,  to the Gunnison River at Delta, Colorado…irrigating farms all along the way.

There is a definite snap in the air, causing us to enjoy the evenings with the heat of the wood stove.

Autumn is moving rapidly toward winter now.

BUT—-

O! The excitement —-while out on the farm a flock of bluebirds flew by Boomer and me on their way through (they don’t seem to nest here on our farm) to who knows where–

I capture two of them on camera!  I was elated! Jubliant and Overjoyed to get their photos, even if it was just the back of them as they flew by.

From your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

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The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday—Blessings

Mom says everything has been a roller coaster ride…the last three weeks!  Boomer and I talked about a roller coaster and decided we don’t know what a roller coaster was.  Since we couldn’t figure it out we decided it wasn’t important.

As for riding…heck!  We haven’t really ridden on anything that was really bad…we’ve gone to do water several times, rode to town several times, laid under the pick-up lots, but as far as anything else…I guess we just don’t understand.

GUESS WHAT!!!

WaterThe water is now in the canal!

My-best-helperWe’ve started the water on the alfalfa fields…I LOVE IRRIGATING!  Most of the time I like to stay home and guard the house and the buildings and the yard [now].  But Mom makes me go with her (and Boomer and Dad) sometimes.   Boy, am I ever glad I go!

You see—IT’S IRRIGATION TIME!

Hank-helpsHank even comes over from his house and helps out.

We had to stop…irrigating, I mean. Dad’s main ditch…the one that leaves the head gate and enters onto the farm washed out.  A huge hole washed into the bend, the side caved away with Dad standing on it, and everything went splash!

The splash part was sorta neat, I rushed right over to see if something cool was in the water…nope, no water rats, or mice, or snakes…but there was DAD!  I skedaddled out the way when I saw it was Dad.  😦

Fuzzy-helping-usMom and Dad put 300 pounds of cement into the ditch, worked on the sides, and created a whole new bend.

Fix

Just as soon as the cement cures the water will be back on and we will be IRRIGATING!!!  YIPPEE!!!

Main

We have had rain and the snow and  sleet and ice.  We went from a HOT day to several days of very, very cold.

Hot

Boomer and I are still sleeping inside.  I’m not sure if I’m going to move us outside at all this year.  Old bones really don’t like cold, you know.

Dad and Mom have the water back on and in the alfalfa that didn’t get watered yet.

You know something, I just thought of this, our lives(Dad, Mom, Boomer and I)  are all governed by the irrigation water!  Now THAT is cool!

Just-a-swing'n

Here I am just a swing’n.  I like to sit in this swing and feel the breezes on my fur.  Now days I have to have Mom put me up here.  I get really close to the swing and look beseechingly at Mom until she comes over and picks me up and sits me on the swing.

AHHHHHHHHH!

Life is good!

Fuzzy