God Washed Us In Wind and Snow — Monday, January3, 2021

The wind chill is terrible

Weaving snow and sleet and frozen stuff into a heavy veil of BRRRR

Although the sun was bright— the sky was covered in clouds and cold—so seeing a bright warm sun was impossible.

The air washed in white, the mist thick and thicker

That muddle of winter storm ringing in the year 2022.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


We Live in Hope —-Monday, May 27, 2019

The wind picked up yesterday

Becoming a menace by the end of the day.

Then the weather cooled down rapidly…going from 82* to 72* (27c – -13c)  within 60 minutes

The wind shrieked,

and pelted us with little shards of dust

Late, late into the evening, all the little hummingbirds feasted at the feeders, trying desperately to fill up– to stay warm, before the thunderstorms arrive today.

This winter storm is to be in here for three days, but…

Maybe if I am lucky I will get to see a rainbow!

That will be really special.

I took this photo years ago at our home town cemetery.  
I think it is still appropriate even today.


Today we remember.

All those who cared for us and our way of life.

Allowing us to live in hope.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,





Right on Time–Winter’s Chill–Friday, January 2, 2015

Coming-InThe Sunday after Christmas a strong winter storm made it’s way across the Utah border and onto the the Uncompahgre Plateau (Un-come-pah-gray accent on the pah). We watched it slowly fill in the canyons and draws, skimming the tops of the mesas until it started to push it’s way into the Roubidoux Canyon.  Once in the canyon it’s just a matter of a fast wind before it hits us.  We are the first mesa after you leave the canyon…you can see the flat lands below us (we are the last farm on California Mesa – just before the flat lands which drop off into Roubidoux Canyon.)

UpthereMonday morning the kids headed back in a snow storm, leaving well before the storm stopped.

By afternoon the Uncompahgre Plateau was white and we had about an inch of snow. Today we we have about and 1 1/2 inches— not a lot of snow.  But what we do have is COLD!

That typical cold, which freezes your skin the minute you head outside.  Your air puffs white and steamy as you breathe in and out, in and out.  With conditions just right you nose even freezes shut. Sure is a nasty feeling.


Boomer and I still go walking late at night.  The moon is almost full now, which allows me to walk without a flashlight—-although I do take one with me.

The air is crisp and full of sounds.  Sounds carry far in cold air…I can hear the coal train going through Delta on it’s way to Utah, I can hear the neighbors cows from over in the hollow, and the sound of cars and trucks passing way over there.


Boomer and I walk along …he smells all the news along the way, I see the foot prints…bunny, mice, birds, deer, Sammy the cat’s paw prints,  and other canine prints…dog? Coyote? Wild dog packs? Cy-dogs?  I don’t pause to decide what I’m looking upon.  Lots of our neighbors allow their dogs to roam the farms (never a good idea–a dog chasing livestock is sure to be shot).

When the chill starts to be too much we head back toward the house and the heat of the wood fire. Boomer settles back down for a long winter nap. After filling the wood stove I like to sit by the window watching the frozen world full of white/silver moonlight; the cats sit with me–Sammy on top of the sofa and Monkey in the window.  We all stare outside marveling at the mid-night beauty of ice, snow, and sparkling white moonlight.

Your friend on a very frozen farm in the western part of Colorado,




A Nasty Winter Storm Arrives

The dogs and I walked around the place yesterday, just for the fun of it.


Just to get out of the house and ‘do’ something.


Although, we were in a winter storm warning and I could see weather all around us, we were not being effected.

But I could see it coming in.


Then it hit….

Bitter cold wind, gusting to over 30 m.p.h. all most all of the night and still going strong. Not much snow, but the snow we have is flying all over the place.


Terry had been working on the ditch, but this took the farming urge right out of him 🙂

Took the need to get outside and ‘do’ something different right out of the dogs and I!


Of course the cats don’t ever really like to go outside anyway.

I think it will leave here sometime late this evening with temperatures falling way, way below zero.


Baby, it’s cold outside! (By Frank Sinatra and Doris Day, of course, although, I know many others have also sang this song.)



Winter Birds Making Way for Spring Birds

A winter storm is blowing in even as I write this.  The wind wrecked a little damage so Terry and I had to go back out and this time tie up the gated pipe.  The cows leave the pipes alone but the wind seems to think they are play things.

  Look at all that sand in the ditch…it will be easy to take care of once we start irrigating.  The grandkids like it also so sometimes their parents come up and clean out the ditch for the sand pile.

  The Red-Winged Blackbirds as coming back in droves!  I LOVE hearing their pretty songs.  I also saw two Robins while we were up there and four delightful flitting Bluebirds.  The Bluebirds don’t stay here, once we get too hot for them they move on further North.  I rejoice the minute I see them as I know it won’t be long now for more flowers-starting to pop-up weather. 

Have a nice weekend everyone!


Winter Has Arrived–and the Corn is Still Waiting for Harvest

We left Saturday to go to Greeley, Colorado to visit Terry’s sister, her husband, and his Mother.

Terry’s Mom is in a nursing home recovering from a broken hip, femur and wrist.

We drove in this

Both directions

And all the way home.

Today looks just the same as Saturday and Sunday.  You can see the corn standing in the fields.  Harvest has stopped, although it’s been so wet it really hasn’t started yet. 

The weatherman says it will be in here until Wednesday and then cold weather will settle in.  Cold weather isn’t too bad if it is clear…combines can get down fields if the dirt mud is frozen.  Also cold weather isn’t bad if the corn moisture drops.  Before this storm hit we were at 15% and wanted to start combining today.  I guess that didn’t happen 😦

Oh, well…. we got to see Terry’s Mom and that is a good thing.