To some working on the land is lonely. Only you and the sky and the earth. But to me (and to Terry) it isn’t lonely.
There are plants who need our care and plants
we despair of (the nodding thistle, lovely but a huge nuisance).
Light floods the air and heat shimmers up off the land. Just to glace upon the brilliance is to think there is nothing but silence there. But it isn’t true…the song birds fill the air with music and bugs (the good bugs and the not-so-good bugs).
The new momma deer and her brand new little fawn scamper close to us, not afraid. They are many generations of deer, who have lived here safe. We feed them so they stay out of the crops. They do their part and eat at the pastures.
The thought always runs in the back of the mind…’my this is pretty. I feel so tremendously blessed’…all the while acknowledging the inadequacy of the word blessed.
Your friend on a western Colorado Farm
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 
What a lovely not of gratitude here, and it makes ME more grateful for what I have too, and more noticing the bounty before me, in animals, all around on the lake across, the pets inside the hosue, even the shreeking parrot next to me, and the cooing of the doves….I too will be more thankful today for what is given, and my service to it. Blessings…Merri
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Good luck with your house showing!
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Someone told me you could make a tea out of some kind of thistle. Wouldn’t it be nice if your thistle turned out to be a cash crop?
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That tea is from stinging needle. It would be nice….
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It’s all in how you see things. You see them in the very best way of all…. And help us to see them that way, too!
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Blogging helps to share the world, doesn’t it, Genevieve.
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Thanks for a beautiful post — beautiful in so many ways.
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Your new canna bed is looking down right nice!
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Well expressed on “life on a farm”.
An “ode” to the tranquility of farm life.
( Only when things are all going well, eh??)
You have trained those deer well!!!!
No invasion of your crops, well done.
Pity kangaroos and emus can’t be trained
to stay put – ie: out of crops!! ha ha
Bloody thistles – a crop farmer’s nightmare,
a sheep farmers headache and something
to give suburban gardeners something to whinge
about.
Thank God for goats – they seem to love thistles.
Cheers
Colin (Brisbane. Australia)
Weather: 7.00 am 30th June. Presently looks like
a bonza day – sunny and warm (ish), but who knows
what 8.00 am will be like???
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With our experience with goats…they also loved the crops! But I could have a herd of goats any day and enjoy them.
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Touche.
Yes goats seem to have an uncanny ability with fences,
if they want to get into a pristine field where a crop is,
they’ll find a way.
11.00 am and in the 30th day of winter and I am typing this in
shorts and T-Shirt!!! Looks like the rain has gone?????
Cheers
Colin
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just lovely.
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I know what you mean, about blessings and thistles. Thank you for all you do. God bless. ♥
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You say thistle and I think of Winnie the pooh! 🙂 Great photos!
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I Love WInnie the Pooh!
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Beautiful post Linda.. mindfulness and gratitude
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This is so beautiful… One of the reasons I love your writtings and photos!
ps. Your flower beads are looking good 🙂
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When you know how to keep the company of all living things, there is no such thing as loneliness. Your world is full of grandeur.
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Beautiful. You are in good company :-).
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You are very much waxing poetic my dear! Love it!
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Or brain-dead from the heat.
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I do that often too .. Think how very lucky I am to be here! 😃
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We are the lucky ones!
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