Terry, Boomer and I took a wee walk-about on the farm one evening
The sun was just starting to set and the day birds and day animals were slowly losing their loud thrumming and calling — settling down upon the land
We walked upon cow trails, avoiding the very snowy farm road
Past the cement ditches waiting for the thaw
and slumbering fields
As the wild Canada geese winged their way onto our farm
And the Sandhill cranes bedded down for the night
Filling the air with their trilling calls
We gradually made our way back to the house.
Our farm, not confining but defining us, like all sacred places.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 
Thank you for taking us along with you on your evening walk and for sharing the peace and serenity you find there. It’s beautiful in every way.
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Even if it means works, and lots of work, you are so right it is peaceful and serene. You are most welcome, George.
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So true!! Beautifully said and pictured… as always.
xox Cully
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XOX Cully! Thank you so much!
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It is a sacred space
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Well, I may have over stated it, but sometimes it really feels that way to me.
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I read this at just the right time of the day. Time to settle down for the night. You set it up perfectly!
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🙂 You are most welcome!
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What a nice walk around your farm…lovely evening light too! So the Sandhill Cranes are there good that means spring will come someday:)
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They like to winter here, which I am so thankful for. It’s snowing now…of course nothing like you get.
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So lovely!
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I’m sure you understand! 🙂
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Beautiful!
MB
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I’m sure you understand! 🙂
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