Winter brings an interesting phenomenon
Things which are unusual, at best, seem to occur
With a slight more bit of frequency
Winter has it’s own glimmering twilight, so different
from Spring,
or Summer,
or Fall
The colors are much different, filled with lavender instead of hot oranges
And the trees sigh, instead of sing—swaying and clacking in the cold.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Another wee rainbow yesterday! What a joy to behold!
A hawk sat in the branches of the old Willow tree
He looked a little worse for wear…probably the too wet of the night. (I’m guessing)
Because of the rain, the ground was just right for Terry to smooth out the road
In front of the sheds. It’s funny how the long lane to the house and the roads around the sheds seem to get lumps and bumps.
Then in the quiet, while I hauled wood and gathered eggs
I saw an unusual bird, a Woodpecker possibly? Does anyone know?
And I think, this is a hawk…what do you think?
My daily sphere of life, little treasures of the ordinary.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
“There are moments when all anxiety and stated toil are becalmed in the infinite leisure and repose of nature.”—Henry David Thoreau
Friday, evening, while hauling wood I looked up and saw a beautiful rainbow gracing the day.
That evening as the day turned into night
The moon promised moisture
Surely to come.
If not Saturday, then soon very soon.
On the way to town (Saturday), there in the rearview mirror, among the dirt speckles I saw (O! THE JOY!) a RAINBOW!
Which suddenly appeared again, after we turned the corner and another corner; there it was
Filling the sky with love and hope and wonder.
That evening (Saturday) walking across the field with Black Beauty’s Mom, my oldest daughter, she suddenly stopped “Here is a Heart, just for you, Mom.”
And there it was a perfect tiny little heart. Just waiting for someone to show it’s self too.
What a delightful weekend, Rainbows and wee little heart stone.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
“Boomer?”
“Hey, Boomer! I’m bored. Do you want to do something?”
Snore, snerk, huh!?! Wha?! I opened my eyes to see Mindy cat staring right at my left eye.
CLOSE!
Like RIGHT INTO MY LEFT EYE!!
I jumped up, knocked Mindy over, shook my head, watched Mindy tumbled sorta backward, then left and squirm to right, land on her feet facing me, while I stretched my whole body out as far as it could go; giving a HUGE yawn all at the same time!
Fully upright and staring right at me, Mindy glared, then gave a huge MEOW laugh. “Scared ya didn’t I?”
“Min, what is this all about? I was sleeping soundly and right in the middle of a very good dream.” I rather growled at her.
“I’m bored, Boomer. There is nothing to really do now. Everything is wet outside, the birds are hiding, the mice are hiding, and I’ve chased off all the stray cats. I need something to do.”
“Staying right here by the woodstove seems pretty okay by me,” I stated.
“I know. I like it too. But…. I still want to do something. Like maybe, when the rain stops, we could go exploring?”
“Exploring? Sure, Mindy, we can do that. Just as soon as the rain stops and Mom gets home (or Dad) whoever is first. They have to open the door for you to go outside. Then we will go exploring!
“OH! YAY! WONDERFUL!” Mindy yowled. “Let’s talk about what we will explore. You lay right there, and I will curl up next to you, and make plans.
“First you tell me what you want to see, then I will tell you what I want to see—-Boomer? Hey, Boomer! Are you already asleep?”
Shoot. I guess we will have to make plans after Mom and Dad get home. Scoot over Boomer, I want a nap also.
Ahhhhhh….nice! ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz
“Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons, It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.”— Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
While the Gods hoovered around us, and by us, and even over us
The corn harvest came to a final end, as the draining light fled the sky
Which was a good thing, because last night the clouds came in
Bringing to us chilly rain
a dripping and damp (but clean) earth
Then for a second, as the clouds parted for a wee small moment
Another Sundog glossed the clouds, simmering in rainbow colors. Quickly the clouds slid thickly over and the rains started to pour.
Our roof now echoes with the drumming of moisture.
All is well.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
“My wish is to stay always like this, living quietly in a corner of nature.” Claude Monet
I love feeding the wild birds
They come in huge flocks now; remembering the yummy food from last year
I feel that nature, the Earth, the Heavens and the creatures all placed here on the world with us are treasure left to our care from the Gods
Otherwise, we would be quite alone in the world.
I think the Highest Powers of Creation took pity on us
Looking down upon our land, all covered in a giant mist of unfeelingness and caring.
They saw how very lonely it truly was, this Earth…there were only Humans.
Humans were creatures of many emotions, the worst was jealousy, anger, and greed.
Because the Gods loved the Earth and they also loved the humans…they gathered from each one of their Heavenly domains creatures to gift the earth; therefore man.
Causing a big storm to fill the sky
they covered the earth, driving all the humans into caves and hallows of trees
While the humans hid, the Gods started filling the Earth with Splendid things—
Rocks, trees, plants of all types and sizes
Seemingly ordinary things, yet so special they were magic unto themselves.
Birds and
Fur-bearing animals,
fish for the waters, and
wonderous little friends to raise up our souls.
Then the Gods lifted the ban on the sun
And Man saw how truly blessed the Gods were to the Earth and to all humankind.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
There in the pale sky, just right there two stars —slowly drifting toward the Uncompahgre Plateau horizon
A thumbprint made its sudden appearance one day…
Last night’s evening clouds thick and dark and threatening
Snow on Grand Mesa with clouds hanging full and damp
Walking back from the equipment area I saw another sundog
The sunlight casting a prism in the sky!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
The wind has enjoyed tossing the corn leaves high, high into the air
The horses have enjoyed the clear, sharp wind
Running, running, tossing their heads, manes flying
The air so sharp it seems to glitter
Racing up, and back, then over and down. Their hard hooves picking up wee clods of dirt flinging the bits of earth in all directions
Lifting their tails, shaking their heads they race —onward then back.
While watching, T’Ata and Glory Bee, I saw another Sundog in the sky.
If these amazing omens are correct…we are heading toward major cold.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I love feeding the birds
And watching the Canada Geese and the Sandhill Cranes creating their own gusting wind in the great blue of the sky!
If Boomer and I sit quietly then great flocks of birds come calling
Trying to rush us away so they also may peck and scratch at the tummy-warming black sunflower seeds
While out on the (now empty land) the other day, I saw a Sundog hanging silently in the sky.
It was still there, as the huge clouds built promising ‘weather’ when I came back from feeding the birds over by the equipment area.
Cold weather coming, the Sundogs say. I like to think of them as wee little rainbows before the bitter cold.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm
Linda
Hello! It’s Me, Mindy-Lou, Min-Min, Kit-Cat Brown. Today is MY day to visit with you!
MY HEAVENS!!! What a week this has been!
Bella
And Zookie
Came to live with us for several days.
Bella is the same size as ME!
And Zookie is smaller than I AM!!!
Then Loki showed up
And Houston! They stayed with my sister, but they came over here lots!
Mom had to take lots of walks WITH the dogs, because the little, tiny dogs need fresh air and to ‘do their business’.
And the really BAD thing is THEY SLEPT on MY BED!!!
But I got along with everyone just fine. They are gone home now…and I am back on MY bed!
Mindy
