In That Hushed Time —-Wednesday, January 8, 2020

As the daylight fades, the animals and I try to make the best of the time left before evening, where the next sound will be only of breathing.

Later, much later, on a wee walk-about in the dark of an ice-bound night

We watched the moon illuminate the sky

Then two stars flickering beside the silver moon, in the immense dark heavens.

Blessings so greatly abound—if we just look for them. 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

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