Shhhhh
In the silence
When the morning shadows are long, and the plants still in dew
While Terry and I and change and re-set the irrigation water
The early morning light
highlights the return of the deer
And so does the corn.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Perfect for making hay!
Rain, rain, stay away. Come again some other day!
🙂
The third (3rd) cutting of the first field!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
As a child, I used to worry about Heaven
Where can I find Heaven I would ask
In the sky, my family would say
As I grew I studied religions, looking for where Heaven might be
What I learned is: All Religions are fascinating, they include aspects that are utterly beautiful
We always need to respect their beliefs
When I was seventeen I discovered how Siddhartha sat in the shade of the Bodhi Tree/calmed his mind so he could reach a state of mental bliss.
Quieting the mind. What an interesting idea.
So I practiced. It was hard.
I found I didn’t have lots of time to just sit and calm my mind, and sit and sit
My life became full—too full to sit in the shade of a tree and try to achieve quiet
There were children to take care of, house, yard, farm, paying job, ‘things’ to do
But throughout all that activity,
I gradually understood, that calming the mind can come in many diverse and different ways
It comes from living simply
Recognizing what warms my heart
What softly lifts my soul
I learned to approach my daily tasks with belief in being UPLIFTED as one works
Not feeling burdened.
To watch for those teeny, tiny things that settled softly all around me (us)
Solitude right there in the– every day of the– every day
Solitude in teeny tiny moments
Bringing me to an understanding
That for me, quiet contemplation of the day, 
Is, for me, Heaven here on Earth.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
The dappled light as we head out to change the water
The early morning sunlight casting purple shadows on the land
Reflections speaking loudly of our daily work on the land
T’Ata coming to help
While Glory stands sentinel on the Rocky Point
The day, always generous with gifts
Hidden just so
But still there, whispering, for us to see–
Look.
Please, there are gossamer threads of beauty everywhere.
From my heart to you, My Friends,
Linda
The heat has abated…leaving the morning with a feel of Autumn [or is it Spring?] in the air
Terry has finished planting the last field on our place to alfalfa
The soil has that wonderful smell of thirsty ground getting wet for the first time this year
A clean smell, a smell, like a sigh of relief
Friday morning we saw tiny little sprouts along the furrows we had finished watering
A very good industrious sign of new growth
The last set of the day
Water shimmering and glittering across the land as the earth heads into darkness.
The glimmer of the sun on the water (although only visible if you look for it)
Priceless.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Chapter Seven
This time MOM KNOWS!!!
The little bird…the one trapped in Dad’s pick-up grill, the one Mom saved and kept calm and gave it food and water and helped it hide…
THAT ONE!
Flew away this morning, while Mom was freshening up the water and cleaning the food tray!
YAY! Mom and I LAUGHED OUT LOUD! Then Mom told the little bird good-bye; “Come see us again. We are so glad you got well.”
This time MOM KNOWS!
And Mindy Kit-Kat Brown
Doesn’t!
Which is a very good thing…cats and fluttering birds NEVER mix!
Hee Hee, snort, chuckle
Earth ditches are a lot of work!
To move the dam (the orange thing) all the mud (the water is full of mud and it settles against the orange dam) has to be dugout; by hand, back, shovel.
Then moved down the ditch to the NEXT spot.
While we were there—Terry doing all the work and I taking photos 🙂
The girls had to come over to see just what we (Terry) were doing
Each one took a turn sniffing and running their noses on the orange dam
Then over to have a wee visit full of pets and rubs.
While working there a handsome feller rushed by
The Joys (and work) on a western Colorado farm
Where magic occurs every day. 🙂
From my heart to your world,
Linda
The crops are gathering momentum,
The corn is full, fat, and soft.
If you were to touch one of the kernels you could feel what we call ‘the dough’ a soft, fluffy feel to the kernel.
This is NOT the time to starve the corn from water…water is what makes the kernel grow and fill-up nicely.
So every day, three times a day the water is changed; moving through one field and onto another field
The first field of alfalfa is getting ready to be harvested for the third (and possibly the last) time. Maybe next week or the following week…it all depends on the bloom.
Even though, just to look at the farm, it doesn’t seem there is anything happening right now…
There is…growth and growing and preparing for the time to harvest moving forward…always moving forward.
Unseen activity but extremely busy anyway.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The heat has risen to over 100* for the last few days, 102*, 103*f (37.77c) sometimes with wind; a hot wind, sometimes not. Just hot still air. (I am NOT complaining, for I LOVE SUMMER!)
It’s hard to keep things wet, but so far we are doing okay.
The really bad thing about this weather
Ever!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Boomer doesn’t always like to go with me anymore
Long walks are now out of the question
Most of the time he will go with me on the four-wheeler, but not always
He always goes with he has company. He tries very hard to be part of their play
But last evening he wanted to go for a wee walkabout
So we did
Not going far
Just down the lane, past the equipment
Where the moon shown down on us,
A little dog, a little kitty and I
From my world to your heart,
Linda
