Although the morning temps were way, way below freezing
The Spring sun broke out from storm clouds and lite up the earth in a golden light
The shadows being pushed back; shrinking into the last place of dark comfort by buildings, fences and trees…waiting to rise again to join the coming of night.
The crazy, wild, bone-chilling wind of yesterday has gone the way of a thousand moaning lost souls…
Farm work started back up—the sounds of the day: the thrill of the Western Meadowlark, the chirp of a pair of nesting Robins, and the singing of the Red-Winged Blackbirds adding into the distant hum of the tractor in the field.
These are my sounds of comfort; a chilly, but nice peace floating on the golden light, of the morning sun.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 
Spectacular light.
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YES! Yours and my favorite!
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I shivered through this post, but i did love the sunshine.
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Me too! It was welcome after three days of not so nice weather.
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You got some gorgeous photos of the frosty morning light.
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That beautiful golden light!
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Beautiful! Spring is here.
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Oh good! YAY! for you!
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Golden – perfect!
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That golden light is so lovely! You are so right! Perfect!
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I love those occasional spots of golden light like that. Great catches!
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ME TOO!
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The clouds hold in the heat. With the sun comes the colder temps. I’ll take the cold right now to see the sun. Tomorrow we get the wind..:( I do not like the wind.
Hope you are having a beautiful day today.
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They say it’s going to rain Saturday…we start water that day so not having rain would be a good thing.
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Wonderful pics and words, Linda… I watch for that gold on our mountain here.. we too have cold, – the cold of the coming autumn !
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The sounds of your life .. wonderful. Beautiful morning light and images Linda 😃
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