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A Sweet Little Gift for Christmas Eve—Tuesday, December 24, 2019
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O! The JOY! O! The Excitement—Monday, December 23, 2019
The Cows have come. I Spread my arms and swirl around in excitement!
I love watching them munching along on the farm
The air filled with their calls and the stalks of corn, weeds, and standing alfalfa dancing slowing, rippling with the movement of their lips and hooves
They will eat all night if a storm is coming in. Or they head to the Upper End; drink from the little creek and sleep.
Come first light, I can see them trundling along looking for that perfect spot in the golden corral of our farm to start their morning breakfast.!
Yay! The Cows have come!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Whisperings on the Land—- Sunday, December, 22, 209
I love to take walks….walking here and there; day and night
There is always something interesting to see, like this perfect circle of ice
Or the geese wing swooshing over-head
We finally made it to these two days and nights, when the day grows the shortest it possibly can, stop to regroup, then head back toward warmer days and shorter nights.
So for a short little while, the mornings will come later
And the nighttimes earlier…
That’s okay.
Time is etched into each and every day, rippling and eddying in a hypnotic current we can all enjoy if we just take a walk.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure —-Mom Says We Have To Stop, She Gets to Blog Today, Friday, December 20, 2019
Mom says our adventure has to stop. Just for this week.
She says its not a bad stop it is just because of TOMORROW
You see, it was a long, long, time ago, (December 21—that is tomorrow, but we take off blogging on Saturday, so we tell the story today)
In a land far away–(Eckert, Colorado)
On a dark and very cold, snowy night (7 p.m.)
Mom and Dad began
This wondrous journey
Of 52 years!
From our world your hearts,
Boomer, Mindy, Terry, and Linda
Always, No Matter What, There is a Force Which Tries to Restore Balance—Thursday, December 19, 2019
(I am going to use some old photos from my past blogs for this post today. I hope you enjoy)
(Mindy loves to run)
Sometimes the news makes me feel as if the world is titling
(Boomer always seems to be smiling)
Filling the places of everyday with tears of pain and sorrow
(Grandchildren)
What a sad thing everyday news reports…everyone (all peoples) are small and lonely and caught in a capsule of their own thoughts, of anger, and meanness and ugly revenge.
So — so I try very hard NOT to listen to the news. It breaks my heart, the ugliness.
There really isn’t anything I can do —everyone has their own thoughts and refuse to listen to explanations outside of their personal reality.
Once we become trapped in sorrow, or anger, or revenge — it takes much inner work to cast the nastiness aside and move in a good place of being.
(Boomer loves the sun)
I’ve been told I live in a rose-colored world of isolation, my head is always in the sand,
Possibly so. It works for me.
I do pray to my God, and I ask that all the Gods of this world and the Universe please save our planet,
Please, bring forth forces of good into the world.
Right the wrongs, bring peace, save mankind, sometimes we humans, just don’t understand the terrible harms we do, because we become locked in our views.
And as I pray, my heart is filled with hope.
May you all be safe and warm and taken care of wonderful friends of my blog.
From my heart to your heart,
Linda
I Believe in God—Wednesday, December 18, 2019
We still have a few drifts of the last snow we had…sitting all frozen and windswept waiting for either a warm day to melt away, or to gain more snow to smooth out the wrinkles left by the wind
The shadows seem to dance and rustle in the icy air
Our lives are such tiny little seconds in the eternal cycle of life.
I believe in God, belief in the stars, in the infinity of the World, the beauty of the earth, everything we have in each day by day our lives.
Yes, I believe in God and the gift of being alive.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
As the Day Evaporates —- Tuesday, December 17, 2019
Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth. — SIR ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE
We are very cold right now….7*f -13*c. The morning light is so incredibly beautiful shining through the crisp cold air
The colors streaming, and dancing on the peaks is very attractive.
The world is rather beautiful, as the day evaporates into bits of whirling sunlight.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Sometimes Time Feels Like a Loose and Flying Feather —- Monday, December 16, 2019
The school bus goes by our place long before the sun is really up.
Watching time move throughout the day is truly a glory. The first tinge of sunlight appears long after the world has woken and headed to work, or school, or shopping, or….
Quickly, ever so rapidly the daylight brightens,
then with high speed starts
the swift descent into night
Not long now before the shortest day of the year. Gratefully we will move forward into flourishing daylight and raw, impressive cold temperatures, which will billow into
Whispering, creaking ice…but at least the days will grow longer.
And THAT will be a very good thing.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Each Hour of the Day and Night—-Sunday, December 15, 2019
“Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.”– Henry David Thoreau, Walden Pond
Every day, we are so extremely blessed; besides a million or so heartbeats we enjoy
There are trillions of other wee gifts— such as the silence of the land
tiny little presents, of everyday joys;
gusting like small soft breezes,
as we move throughout the day
(and in some cases, the night, or almost night)
Sometimes I think I would like to ‘know the future. To be able to turn the page, like we do in books’, then I tell myself–
Perhaps, I really don’t want that knowledge
I would miss the changes throughout the time I am living in
Therefore, I remind myself—until the cords of my soul are cut from my body; I will wear out each hour of the day, with contentment and peace.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Two
Chapter Two
“Boomer! Let’s get on the move! Sleeping our lives away is boring. Just plain boring!” Mindy meowed at me.
“WHAT!” I sputtered. “You, a cat; who sleeps at LEAST sixteen (16) hours in twenty-four (24) hours, is telling ME sleeping is BORING?!?!”
“Oh, stop your sputtering and let’s go!” Mindy walked to the kitchen. Suddenly stopped. Stopping so suddenly I bumped into her.
“Why did you stop, Cat?” I grumbled.
“The door, Boomer. We need Mom to open the door so we can go out!”
Mindy turned and bounded up the stair meowing for Mom. I could hear her heavy bounces on the stairs; one step-two step bounce, MEOW, one step-two step bounce, MEOW!
From far away, and far off I heard Mom’s tiny voice, “You want out, Mindy? Okay, just a minute. Let me finish—”
“MEOW!”
“Oh, alright,” Mom replied.
Then I heard Moms’ footfalls across the upstairs floor. Then I heard Mindy start bounding back down. As soon as I heard Mindy’s very loud cat footfalls, I pushed my nose against the back door, shoved it open with my shoulders and WAM! I was out and the back door slammed behind me! Hehe
I walked over to the large silver water bowl and started helping myself to huge laps and gulps of cold, delicious…BRRRRRRRRRRRR ICE WATER!
I swallowed the very last sliver of ice just as Mindy came slithering out the back door.
“Yay FREE.
Let’s go, Boomer! The world is waiting!”
Mindy picked up her paws gave a little hop, skip and dance
peeling off toward the Butler Grain Bins.
I watched for a short while, gathered my paws under me and sped after her.
AWAY on an Adventure, WE GO! I bayed!
Life on a Colorado Farm 