“God bless America,
Land that I love,
Stand beside her and guide her
Thru the night with a light
from above….” —-‘God Bless America’
Love,
Linda
Happy Birthday America!—Wednesday, July 4, 2018
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Author Archives: Dayphoto
Morning, Cool Shadows, then Fading Light—-Tuesday, July 3, 2018
Gradually my yard is changing into different colors,
White, Yellow, red, pink, orange
I’ve been weeding the pinto bean field, It’s a yearly chore that occurs daily until the pinto beans shoot feelers.
We go early, early until it’s time to change water, then come back into the ate, late in the day when it cools down…the corn and the cockleburs and the pigweed must be removed
Each one of those plants makes a seed the same size as the pinto bean. If you have lots of trash seeds going in with the pinto beans the Beanery will dock you (make you pay a large fee) to clean out the seeds.
Therefore we always work diligently to get as many seeds/plants out of the field before the vines set.
Terry is doing better. Better is a good thing.
Your friend on a Colorado farm,
Linda
The Languid Air of Summer —- Sunday, July 1, 2018
Our air is hot! Hot and dry.
But here we are. The middle of summer… the Second cutting of alfalfa!
The smells in the house have been lovely. Early morning dew on the drying hay, hot summer sun at the middle of the day, and crisp smells of sharp clean scent in the evening.
The whispering sound as Terry and I fork over the end, getting ready for the baler.
Then the rich sound of the baler…while Boomer and I move through the field making sure the bales are sitting on their sides for the stack wagon.
A very hot and BORED beagle riding behind me. He makes it for about a 1/2 hour, then after that, he is done. Gets off and hides in the shade.
The second cutting of alfalfa! We are in the middle of Summer!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Rocky Chaco Man—Thursday, June 28, 2018
On the day the full moon of June arrived
Rested while being hugged and read too at the Mesa County Library Reading to Dogs program
Eight little kids got to love and hug and read a book to Rocky The Rock Star!
Even the adults got in on the hug/love/pet Rocky part!
Your the best, Buddy!
From Boomer the Beaglie, Sherlock
Each Day is Deceptive—Really—Wednesday, June 27, 2018
Each day is deceptive really. You think at the beginning of the day there is so much to do
You list of all the things you need to get done, as you lie in your bed, forcing your eyelids to ‘stay open’.
You mentally count off each thing, the weight of their worth etching into your mind the thought of time it will take to accomplish.
As you mentally tick off this and that you remember that one thing which suddenly flings you straight out of the bed, the energy of the thought echoing inside your head
That THIS is the day you must accomplish/go to/company coming/ whatever the marker is you’ve been working toward.
Then there you are, moving quickly and solidly and thoroughly through your day
The extraordinary happens!
All we have to do is look.
From my world to your heart!
Linda
Between One Heartbeat and the Next—-Tuesday, June 26, 2018
How fast time flows. Sometimes I just amazed at how fast twenty years fly by.
Sometimes I wonder if somewhere along the way I stepped through a ley line. (A line of magnetic force) and zapped myself from there into here.
I still feel young. I still feel like maybe I’m 30-35 years of age.
But when I stop and think about it…I have lived all those years, I made the wear and tear on my body, although my soul doesn’t know it.
My mind and my memories know. Twenty years have flown, or thirty years or even more…depending on where my memories land.
Although time has gone fast, I must admit each moment is exquisite–in pain or happiness.
Each moment has made us who we are; who you are and who I am.
And THAT, my friends, is a very good thing.
Love,
Linda
Something Sweet and Fragile —- Monday, June 25, 2018
We have this darling little nest out in the tractor shed….where one set of hatchlings have already occurred
There are three nests there, but only one female sitting. No true leisure for her.
Then letting the hen out of the hen house yesterday morning, I realized I had somehow trapped a hummingbird in with the hen overnight.
Well, that’s not a good thing I thought to myself.
Then later on in the afternoon, while laying fresh bedding down, a hummingbird buzzed my head…in the chicken house!
Non-plussed I wondered…what is going on here?!
Looking around to see what would be the attraction of little hummer to a chicken house
I found…
Another solid little nest, complete with a tiny graceful female hummingbird.
Now the paradox has begun
How to keep the chicken safe from predators at night, allow the hummingbird to feed as long as possible (they feed until dark) and get out early enough (they start feeding at first light) and keep the hen safe.
So at first light, I rush out to the hen house, open the door. Then at the very tail end of last light, I shut the door, even though the hen has been abed for a little while.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Silvering the Land—-Sunday, June 24, 2018
The almost full moon was lovely last night. Casting silver light everywhere
After we went for a wee ride
Sat the last tube in the furrow, we went in for the short summer rest, which seems to occur this time of year.
Later, much later, feeling restless Boomer, Mindy and I went for a short walk. I don’t like to travel too far when I have the cat trailing behind, or bouncing ahead, or running and hiding in the corn stalks.
It was a good thing I was still close to home just by the hay stackyard, when instinct, that voice of God, which we often ignore
Said, ”shhhhhhh. Stop, go back, hurry, grab the cat, and get over next to the barn.”
Which I listened to and followed exactly to the letter.
The light from the moon shining brightly on a lone coyote rushing through the shadows which haunt the darkness.
We headed back carefully…through the old corrals, cat in arms, Boomer at my feet, until safe in the farmyard, where we all went into the house for a short summer nap.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
SHOP PARTY!!!— Thursday, June 21, 2018
Ever since we got the shop built
I’ve been wanting a shop party!
Then Saturday….in an impulse of a moment
I got to have one!
In the rain, in the shop, a fun little celebration for a fourteen-year-olds birthday!
Love,
Linda
Happiness Has Heard Your Name—-Wednesday, June 20, 2018
Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you. Hafez
The earth, the sky, water, animals, and plants all of the natural world—makes me happy.
Living on this farm, hugging on the farmer every night, or randomly throughout the day,
Those are all such joy producing moments
Every second of every day
The stories of each and everything surrounding me tells a story
Sometimes the story is one of sadness…like the two little baby raccoons smashed on the county road this morning
But the largest majority of the day (and night) is full of wonder
And, above all, magic.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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