The Smoke Fills the Sky; Whispers Sadness in our Hearts — Tuesday, August 31, 2021

The smoke is back, low-hanging and thick

As I turned and straighten bales, I thought to myself

How the low-hanging smoke closes in on the earth

Making the farm feel silent

Reminding each of us, how fragile we really are.

The sun turns red; the sky orange and yellow

Creating a restless foreboding…a sense of doom.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

14 thoughts on “The Smoke Fills the Sky; Whispers Sadness in our Hearts — Tuesday, August 31, 2021

  1. I agree, LInda. I live in south central Kansas , south of Wichita. We had the smoke here 2 weeks ago .it does make every thing feel strange. The sun always looks very sharp and even wearing sunglasses. it still looks to bright. Take care of moving the bales, that a snake has not hide under the bale. But you know that.

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  2. Enjoying the pictures of the hay bales and the row of irrigation tunes. Bringing back so many memories of growing up by Windsor years ago moving the tubes and carrying bales. We don’t see this where we live now in Nebraska. So glad I found your blog today.

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