The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—-Stuff


My days are pretty much just rolling along.  We are starting to see little vines and flower buds on the pinto beans.  I could care less, but Mom and Dad think it’s a HUGE deal.  I just wag my tail and agree with them.

Baby-CornThe baby corn is popping up on the corn stalks.  If I move through the corn rows I come out will corn pollen on me.  Dad says this is a scary time for corn, the deer like to eat the silk.  If they eat the silk the corn won’t make.  Dad always gets really worried about this time of year.  Mom says it’s our 10% tithe.


The fox and the raccoon are helping Mom clean up all the apricots.  Fox can climb trees, did you know that?  So can raccoons.  We have two trees they climb up, to the very top, and get those little apricot fruit Mom can’t reach.


Mom says we share here…works for her and works for them.  Also works for me, because I get to sniff all the news when they are on the farm and in the farm yard!


Mom, Dad, Sammy-Sam, and I sit outside and watch all the hummingbirds every evening.


We have four pair of Rufus Hummingbirds this year…Mom is really excited.  She says she counted about 30 little hummers.  I don’t get Mom’s excitement, it’s just part of the birds who live on our place.

Now what I find exciting is FOOTPRINTS in the mud!  THAT is exciting!



Our Morning Air was Filled with Angels—Thursday, July 21, 2016


Even if the Devil is loose in the world


Even though time will fade for each of us—


We have the sign of Hope!

I always love seeing Rainbows!

Your friend on a western Colorado Farm,


When the Dark Comes—Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Hot-Summer-NightOur days are growing shorter.

Not so very long ago the little birds woke-up just before 5:00 in the morning.  Now it is much, much closer to 5:30. Depending on the clouds it can even be closer to 5:45.

Look-to-the-skyThe sun sets around 8:35 or so in evening.

Hot-Summer-Night-4Our days are now 14 hours and 33 minutes long,  loosing time every day, bringing on the the night faster and faster.

Fence-and-sunsetI love the twilight, but I guess you know that by now.  I never feel a sense of abandonment or that elemental loneliness that some people feel as night rises from the earth.  What I feel is a soundless singing — a hushed exultation as the earth rests and the nocturnal animals and bugs wake

Passing-ThroughThe trees and plants sigh as they start their rest, while the air cools.   Then moon breaks forth in silver light, and the stars fling wide and wild across a deep velvet sky.

From my world to your heart,





An Irresistible Exuberant Delight—-Tuesday, July 19, 2016


We’ve been living with heat for several, several days now.


Miserable heat, the kind that hangs in the air  and never really seems to cool down. (Although, I will take this heat over winter any day!)

Yard-8The weather people said we might have rain yesterday…so we waited.

Then last evening I could see rain playing around us on the Uncompahgre Plateau.

Yard-9Rain chutes filled the sky looking toward Montrose and over toward the Peach Valley area; still the bumblebees and the hummingbirds never exhibited anxious hovering in the flowers like they do before a storm makes it’s way to us.


We set the last set of water in the glow of the Full Thunder Moon; the air more restless than early in the evening.


Then during the night the rains came!  We woke to beautiful fresh air, the ghost of the storm hanging damply on each blade and leaf.

Today is alluring, with clouds moving in again, and the promise of POSSIBLY more rain.  My garden, the farm, and myself are all doing the happy dance!

Your friend on a Western Colorado Farm,


My Love Gave to Me—-Monday, July 18, 2016

Fossils-1When working up the ground this year, Terry found this amazing rock in the two-acre field

Fossils-2He sat it aside and promptly forgot about it until yesterday.   When we were up there checking on the water he remembered it.  Leading me over to the fence line where he had carefully placed it (so he wouldn’t forget) he asked me to look in the particular spot where it was resting…hiding.

A Collection of Fossils!

How blessed I am.


Look to the Sky— Sunday, July 17, 2016


The Full Buck Moon or the Full Thunder Moon will occur July 19, 2016 (6:56 pm ET).

TomatoesJuly…We are experiencing Hot Summer Days and Hot Summer nights.  The heat shimmers like deep violet then fades into blue-black immensity

Yard-1By morning the air has thinned and crisped like distant stars in the sky–a huge relief

Yard-2The Sun rises

Yard-3And the day begins, the balance of our waking hours filled with the immensity of each minute and hour

Yard-10 Then it is night again. The sky swimming with stars, the silver globe of the moon; illuminating the void

Hot-Summer-night-3With that sky so immense it boggles my mind, knowing that it covers you AND I.

No wonder people look to the sky when talking to God…that huge expanse so near at hand, yet so far.

Hot-Summer-Night-1From my world to your heart,


The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—A HUGE WONDERFUL TREAT

WalkI’ve had an ear infection again.  After a trip to the Animal Doctor I got two…BOTH earfuls of ‘stuff’ in my ears.  Then my ears were massaged and massaged…I didn’t yelp once!  That stuff felt sooooooooooo good.

Going-to-townAfter a week I had to go back to the Animal Doctor where a cold thing was poked into my ears and I was pronounced “GOOD to GO!”

GO!!!  My favorite word…right up there with FOOD, Treat!  DINNER!

To-townThat evening Mom and Dad came out of the house and Mom said: “Let’s GO for a ride, Boomie.”

I beat them to the pick-up!  It’s been a long time since I’ve gotten to ride in the BACK of the pick-up!  Mom didn’t want my very long soft ears flapping in the wind—she said the wind might make my ears ache again.

Going-for-a-rideBut this time—OH! THE JOY! I got to ride in the back of the pick-up.

Evening-rideDad threw down my carpet –up next to the cab of the truck—Mom picked me up and helped me into the bed and we were off!

An-OutingI LOVE going for rides!  There are so many different things to see and smell, it just makes the day so much better.

I like any kind of ride, but the back of the pick-up ride is WONDERFUL!


With the Scent of a Summer Night, Comes the Dawn—-Thursday, July 14, 2016

Day-endingI am working feverishly to get everything caught up.   For you see, we have company coming.  Terry’s Sister and brother-in-law will be here on Sunday, then Monday we get to have our youngest Granddaughter for THE WEEK!  And I don’t want to be cleaning, weeding, or working hard during that time.

Grain-BinsOur days are hot and over-powering in the overwhelming heat, causing sweat to run down my face as I weed, rake, fertilize, prune, trim and mow. My body slowing turning into the wind, earth and water as I melt.

Bees and wasps buzz heavily, with  gnats and mosquitoes in clouds; creating easy fodder for the swallows nesting all along the edges of our house.


Our yard is dizzy with the scents of grass, sweet white lilies, and water sprinkling on the lawn.


My weeding of the pinto bean fields are done!  I finished the two acre field last night.  From this point on we turn our heads and choose not to see the weeds, which will flourish there anyway, coming from the wind and water.


The sun breaks forth over the line of trees quickly rising to heat the day; riding on the scents of last night.


As I worked I noticed a narrow crack of stunning light showing my everything— is worth it.

From my world to your heart,


A Song Echoed to My Heart—-Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Bird-on-a-wireOur yard is full of birds… birds of every hue and color

BirdThey start the day with joyful tweets and chirps

Black-and-WhiteAnd end the day with sleepy little good-night calls.

Last evening, as the darkness descended, a little Swallow sat on the wire leading from the electric pole to our house singing a song that sounded more like an alarm.   His or her call was so insistent that I had to look out the window to see why.

The sweet little bird was looking right back at me, trying with all the might of the world to tell me something was NOT right…something wrong was there—right there—come out NOW!

Tonto(This is Tonto I caught him on camera one afternoon as he moved through our yard.)

Laying on the grass, cooling off was Tonto…a very ancient German Shepard/Wolf mix dog, (he is 16 years old), and lives one mile from us.  Randomly he walks up to our place, usually because he has been left at his home for days and days on end in a state of without.

He travels across the flat lands until he gets here, then rests, until I find him.  Once I get him all gathered up and cooled down, I load him up…load up food, take down lots of water, several dog snacks…chew bones and other things, and deliver him home.

There are three of us who watch out for Tonto, his closest next door neighbor, our daughter Shannon and myself.

And now I know…the birds do too.


Bird song talks to us, it echos throughout our hearts, the little guardian’s of the world.