It is still winter here—although, we did have a mild Sunday
And wind.
But woke up to snow on Monday.
In three more weeks, it will be March! March is the start of spring for me!! 🙂
YAY!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The Contrast of Evening Sun on showers in the canyons
The very strong line of shadow and light
Night rising up on the land–defining the last light in the sky
Big fat rain clouds—- sunlight through the old apricot tree
Sunrise dressing the earth with Morning
Dusk filled with brilliance
Even the wind, in all its amazing power; lifting the soil into the air— gifts us with a refreshing of sorts.
Each and every moment of our full 24-hour day gives us so much—so many things of contrast, so many types of varying gifts they are too numerous to count.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
The overwrought wind
Lifted and flung everything here and there
Suspending clean, filling up spaces.
cold days, chilled fingers, snow, and bitter winds.
Still…each day accomplished brings us closer to
(Not a current photo—just a wish from the past)
Spring.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
“TLC Cai-Cai, what are you doing?” Mom asked me in a puzzled voice.
Hunting, I mentally thought to her. She didn’t hear me or understand…humans just don’t get animal speak, sometimes.
So, I just went on doing what I am doing. Although, I did keep one ear and one eye on Mom so I would know what she was wanting. 😊
“You are nine months old, now, my Kitty-Kitty. Mom said, walking behind me with her camera. “Just to warn you; Fall is coming. Soon you will see leaves and leaves all over the lawn, the grass will stop being green and the air will cool way down.
But this is all good. It’s just part of the changing of the seasons.”
I jumped up into the air, quickly running off…I missed. But I will get it the next time. It can be anything…
bird (of course, not if Mom is around, lizard, or grasshopper.
Mom tries to stop me on bird and lizard, but she lets me get the grasshoppers.)
“Soon we will start having more and more Fall rains (we hope, Mom muttered to herself), and the air will get very crisp and down-right cold in the mornings.” Mom kept pace with me while I hunted.
That’s okay…I like getting my photo taken. Mom says I am very photogenetic. Preen, Preen 😊
POW!
DID IT!!
I got a grasshopper!
SEE Mom! A GRASSHOPPER!
“Nice, TLC Cai-Cai! I think your mind is on other things today. We will continue teaching you about Farm Life another time.
Mom gave me a nice pet and rub on my head, turned around, and went back into the house.
I played with the grasshopper until he wouldn’t move anymore. Then it was time to go HUNTING again!
TLC Cai-Cai
The heat is back…hot like the underside of burning logs
The day starts so brightly, if you shut your eyes the light stays under your eyelids for a long, long time
Sometimes the clouds build up around us..skimming flat over the plateau
and a wind bends the long grasses this way and that
Then the clouds move on being pushed somewhere else. (Which is a good thing with the alfalfa turning into hay)
The first field of alfalfa is now being baled and hauled.
The second field has been cut and is drying into hay—-
Our days busy, busy with the back and forth of this and that.
2nd cutting of hay: First field is done, the second field in the process, the third field still to go.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The wind and dirt arrived again
Making it hard to move around on the farm; littering the air and our mouths and noses and eyes
Along with the wind came RAIN Clouds
Lovely, soft, earth quenching, leaf cleaning, air freshening Exhilarating RAIN!
We’ve had a few days of off and on rain now!
It is indeed a beautiful, intoxicating, cheerful, enlivening THRILL!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Saturday we had clouds come in—–and a smattering of delightful rain.
Smoke in the sky—-still.
Then last evening,
as we rode out to change the irrigation water, we rode in gigantic surging drifts
and volleying gusts
of a staggering force of the dirty wind.
At least it didn’t last long. This morning it is gone.
Although, the sky is still pretty smokey.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda