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~ 2013 ~

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When I Am Old…

I shall wear turquoise and soft gray sweatshirts… 

And a bandana over my silver hair…

And I shall spend my Social Security checks

on sweet wine and my dogs…

And sit in my house on my well-worn chair,

and listen to my dogs breathing.

I will sneak out in the middle of a warm summer night

and take my dogs for a run,

if my old bones will allow…

And when people come to call,

I will smile and nod as I show them my dogs…

And talk of them and about them…

The ones so beloved of the past and the ones beloved of today…

I still will work hard cleaning after them,

mopping and feeding them.

Whispering their names in a soft, loving way…

I will wear the gleaming sweat on my throat, like a jewel.

I will be an embarrassment to all…

And my family…

Who have not yet found the peace in being free

to have dogs as your Best Friends…

These friends who always wait, at any hour, for your footfall…

And eagerly jump to their feet out of a sound sleep,

to greet you, as if you are a god.

With warm eyes full of adoring love

and hope that you will stay and hug their big strong necks…

And kiss their dear sweet heads…

And whisper to them of your love and the beautiful pleasure

of their very special company…

I look in the mirror…

And see that I am getting old…

This is the kind of woman that I am...

And have always been.

Loving dogs is easy,

they are part of me, accepting me for who I am.

My dogs appreciate my presence in their lives…

When I am old this will be important to me.

You will understand when you are old…

And if you have dogs to love too.

--Author Unknown--

Photo by Rachel Diller of Magnum Mastiffs.

I stood upon the balcony of my domain,

and through the cool of the morning mist.
I gazed out across the green carpeted grounds that lay before me.
They stood in the morning haze looking proud and fatigued.
The fluid from their most recent kill

covered their bodies and dripped from their mouths.
The female mastiff then lay herself down

in sheer exhaustion beside the mighty and powerful male.
Both content and drained from the exertion of the kill.
Defeat would not have been an option

for such powerful animals.
I am sure they felt pride in themselves.
But I felt remorse,

remorse for what once was and shall never be again.
Torn into pieces, its long, sleek, serpent like shape

no longer resembled its once true form.
I called to my protectors and they tuned to me.
Their eyes searching mine,

wondering if I too would feel the pride of their kill

or if they would feel the scorn of my harsh words.
They watched me closely but I did not speak.
The only thought that came to me was
"Nuts, my husband is going to be so pissed off

about another destroyed garden hose".

By Sharon Medforth

Redgate Farm

Inundated with Colorado Flood Waters!

September 20th, 2013

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The news for 2012 had to go to the wild fires in Colorado... Our prayers go out to all of our friends Sue and Nancy who lost their home in the Waldo Canyon fire. Click here to go to the High Park Wild Fire page. Click here to go to the Waldo Canyon Wild Fire Page. This photo by Chris Rains via 9News Denver. Click here to watch a 5 day time lapse of the Waldo Canyon Fire...  Easily the most amazing 17 minutes of Video you will ever see put together by the soon to be famous Steve Moraco! ~ It's worth the time... It truly demonstrates the beauty and power of nature!  Even when destructive. Watch this full screen and turn it up!