The Open Heart of my Life—Thursday, July 16, 2015

More-Pink First light—-one would think that the air is silent but it isn’t, not at all.

The are birds calling, water rushing in the canal–

Hay-field10:00 a.m. There is a rich green smell of the alfalfa field as the day heat up.

The birds and the insects are full voice, by this time, and the air dances with life.

Hay-Stack-MountainClouds scuttled over the top of us, causing the sun to highlight Hay Stack Mountain way at the end of Roubioux Canyon.  When Terry and I were young the old-timers would tell that Hay Stack Mountain was scared to the Ute Indians.  And (if) you were to climb to the top there you would see many Indian artifacts.  Neither Terry nor I have ever been on Hay Stack Mountian.  The road is closed to motorized vehicles, one must either walk or ride a horse.

$ Coming home (from a magnificent meal with our daughter and son-in-law who live in Grand Junction, Colorado) we drove in a rainstorm complete with a rainbow.#

Colorado rainstorms can be abrupt and vigorous—the wind blows in black clouds– then they break dropping water in a rush.

WOWQuickly the storm moved toward the north and the east…leaving us with a sky full of vivid color.

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44 thoughts on “The Open Heart of my Life—Thursday, July 16, 2015

  1. HI and such lovely photos! I can hear thebirdies and smell that alfalfa. Loved to smell it driving up here to NE MN through WIsconsin. Mmmmmmm Have a wonderful day!!! Thanks for sharing your day –_Merri

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  2. Hello Linda,
    It sounds a lot like here. In our valley the alfalfa gives us a wonderful aroma in the a.m. Lots of bird song, too. We are out in the garden early. Picked the first tomatoes. Our corn patch is a little over 4′ tall. It is an early variety because of our short season. We have had daily thunder and lightning for several weeks. Mischief says to tell Boomer that she is scared of T. & L. Thank goodness not many fires here in N. CA. Supposed to be low 90’s today. Thanks for sharing. Lovely pictures.

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  3. I think curiosity would have me getting a horse and
    riding to climb Haystack Mountain if climbing is
    permissible. Some such sacred sites here
    pertaining to the aboriginal people are off
    limits for climbing etc.
    Hard as it is to believe – the “scum brigade”
    seemed to think their graffiti and names
    were superior to these ancient carvings!
    PS: Now the southern winds have joined in to
    make it more miserable for we, the unaccustomed,
    to this now prolonged long cold snap. If this is
    what July has become – God spare us from August!

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  4. Today’s post reinforces a thought I’ve had for a long time. You should take some of these wonderful landscape photos (at least 20), get them enlarged and mounted in black mats, and take them along to your nearest art gallery and ask if they’d be interested in doing an exhibition. For each one you prepare a small ‘artist’ statement, using these wonderful descriptions you give us in the blog. I’d be surprised if you didn’t get some interest. You have a great eye, a talent for spotting photographic opportunity and a real way with words.

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  5. I have noticed that your blog has is softer if you know what I mean, it is poetic and lyrical, and the photographs are definitely a bonus…well done and I love the pics

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