A Moment of Relief—Tuesday, August, 30, 2016

StormLast Thursday the heat of the afternoon bore down on us in such a wave of intensity I thought this fall weather had made a huge and dramatic turn back to summer.

The-color-redTerry was gone for the day, having flew out of Montrose for a meeting in Brighton, Colorado; it was up to Boomer and I to check the irrigation and  keep the farm running.

It was late in the afternoon; the gnats and mosquitoes were in swarms of carnivorous activity wherever we walked along the ditch bank—- when I felt the cool down from the swiftly moving clouds.

Storm-2It started sprinkling just before we got back to the house.  Then it started to rain.


Not a bad rain, a gentle rain, a moment of relief from the suffocating heat; enough so the sparrows hung out on the wire taking a bath.

HailSuddenly the sky turned into hail, the birds, Boomer and I scattering. The blows from the hail and the wind silencing everything and everyone as we hunkered down waiting for the end.

Yellow-2Gradually the noise lessened; the air ringing empty—only the canal talking loudly as the water rushed by.

We got an inch of rain from that storm…a mixed blessing, because of the hail.

From my world to your heart,



The Beginning—Monday, August 29, 2016

As it says in Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland:  “Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end: then stop”


Our firewood has arrived!

Daily we will cut, split, sort and stack this nine cords of wood.   Since we are [now] elderly we will only work for three or four hours a day until we are through.

Winter is lurking—just waiting for us— and we must be prepared.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


When Time Is Still—-Sunday, August 28, 2016

Early-Morning-1There is a time, within each day, when time seems to stand still

SunriseThat point when everything waits— for just that moment, that pure moment of breathlessness


When the sun breaks forth into a new day

Mountains-1The joy reverberating clear into our blood.


Then the minutes and hours of the day takes over —with lists of ‘things to do’ and ‘stuff to get done’ and the people ‘who need’


But, If we just stop and look we can have that moment of balance we all crave…

Almost-a-RainbowA pause—


Gradually time slows

Sun-breakAnd all those things that thronged our seconds, minutes and hours become still… For just a moment.


Then the night rises up to claim it’s fair share of time.

From my world to your heart,


The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—-I Say It’s Fall

Mom and thought it would be a good thing to show you…that IT IS FALL HERE!!!


The corn is starting to move from the milk into the dough.  Next step it will dent.  When it dents the Dad will stop irrigating the corn.


The deer love eating the corn right now.  They eat off the cob, just like a human does.

FallThe Rabbit Brush is blooming…it usually blooms in September.

Leaves-2The Leaves are starting to turn on the Cottonwood Trees

Leaves-in-our-treeA whole month early

Leaves-in-our-tree-2IT’S STILL AUGUST!

Yellow-Leaves-1The Lilac leaves are turning yellow


And the pinto beans are turning ripe!


Harvest is just around the corner!



Once More the Hummers—Thursday, August 25, 2016

So far we are having lots and lots of Hummers.  I’m now having to make 1 1/2 gallons of sugar water daily.

I’m NOT complaining.  I just love these little things.

I didn’t do a very good job, but hope you can get a feel for these cute tiny birds.  Although, I have noticed, in just a short time, the Rufus have left…I suppose it won’t be long now for these little ones to head further on down toward the south.

Makes me a little sad, but that’s the way of the summer birds.

From my world to your heart,


Another Gift from Megan—Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Megan found another wonderful gift from nature…


Here is what she said:  “It must be my week to see wonderful things! I found a humming bird nest this morning at the farm. One baby just hatched and the rest of the eggs were so so tiny! Thought you would like to see.”


No problem! It was such a cool thing to see. Lifted all the kids up to see it including James who isn’t so little anymore lol
THANK YOU SO MUCH, Megan!  What a wonderful find!  Thank you for sharing with all of us!

A Mercedes Benz in Our Drive Way—Tuesday, August 22, 2016

Elaine-and-BobThis weekend Terry and I received company of the most delightful kind.  Bob and Elaine– long-time blog friends– drove over from the Black Forest, Colorado for an overnight visit

I fixed parmesan chicken, fresh corn on the cob, and tossed salad, with store bought ice cream on a stick for desert!  Then we sat around and talked and talked and talked, until Terry said—“Goodness, I need to go change the water”—in the dark, with just a flashlight to aid him.

The next morning we had bunch — I made Huevos Rancheros, served with huge plates of fresh fruit–cantaloupe from Rocky Ford, Colorado, (thanks to Elaine and Bob), grapes, papaya, watermelon an assortment of cheese plus coffee.

All too quickly it was time for them to leave.

I had to laugh at a go fast Mercedes Benz sitting right next to the tractor in our farm yard!

Friends and Family—they are the cream on the jug of life!





Gift from a Blog Friend—-Monday, August 22, 2016

I do believe I am one of the luckiest people in the world.  I have so many wonderful blog friends and each one of you is so amazingly generous to me!

Megan sent this to me with the following:

“Good morning Linda! I looked out my window this morning and couldn’t believe what I saw! I knew I had to send you a picture!! 🙂

From Meagan

” It was quite a feat getting my camera to focus on the web and not the garden behind it. The neighbors must have thought I was nuts hanging out the window taking pictures of who knows what 🙂


Heart in a web

A Heart from a Spider, as a gift the world!  Thank you, Megan!



New Alfalfa Field—Sunday, August 21, 2016

New-Hay-Field-1Our new field of alfalfa has grown so well Terry decided it was time to cut it.

Normally he wouldn’t cut it until next year, but the rains and the heat and warmth all contrived to help the new little plants grow sturdy and strong.

New-Hay-FieldOur yard and the house smells like fresh mowed hay.

Now we hope and pray the rain stays away until the alfalfa has turned into hay; the hay into bales, and the bales are stacked in the hay yard!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—-I Always Help

COMINGI always help!  Every day with everything Mom and Dad do.

I mostly help Mom.  But we always help Dad!


Well almost always…there are some things Mom and I don’t do.


We help change the water.  Dad always rolls up the dams, because they are tricky.

Mom doesn’t like the dirt ditch, but Dad says he does.  Mom likes the cement ditch the best.

Neither Mom nor Dad like the gated pipe; syphon ditches are their favorites.


Right now we are helping Dad fix the erosion at our head gate.


Mom works with Dad…




I rest in the back of the truck!