As the Day Tiptoes to Its End — Wednesday, January 29, 2025

This time of year the day doesn’t last long.

I feel the loss as it slips over my skin (brrr) and into my eyes

Valentily it shines—-as it nears the Uncompahgre Pleatue— winter is still here. The night will come soon.

“Love is in the air: No, Wait!  That is bacon!”–Unknown

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

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