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A cloud sat down on the farm today…it was lovely and beautiful
Making sounds soft and close; the feeling tranquil
And just so you know…there is always one!
Yep..always. And she can jump an electric fence just like it isn’t even there, not even touching the toe of her hoof on the wire.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
It’s been way too muddy to get out on the farm and check for babies calves
Although, Terry did go out early, early one morning (while everything was frozen) to check and also see how the feed was holding up
He reported there are no calves yet and the food is holding…
It’s snowing here today. The sky is all gray and full of big fat flakes
We are moving between snow and partial melt, which makes MUD, back to snow
Which I know is good for the soil, the plants, the big trees — and it IS January after all.
And for something rather fun…the Great Horned Owls are back…they winter here and raise their little owlets. Our daughter, who lives just across the field from us, was able to capture one of the Owls resting on the old, old apricot tree with her cell phone.
Now, how cool is that!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
After all the wonderful words and birthday wishes
I have decided to IGNORE the fact I am 70!
After all, Terry doesn’t think of himself as elderly but keeps on keeping on as if he is still 50
And the fur children who live with us reach out to each and every moment
Joy a true gift, which was my word for being 69 last year!
So onward we go…passing milestones and turning them into memories
And throwing out thoughts of “Old” letting that word blow away in the wind
And gathering to myself those precious moments, which gift us with magic.
If we only stop and see!
Magic…my word for the year!
Love you, My friends,
Linda
Today I am 70…I have seen a decided change in my physical appearance these last few months
A surprise when I actually “LOOK” at myself and not just glance or see one thing, like what is my hair doing.
I suppose I am now elderly…but my mind, my heart, and my soul doesn’t seem to realize it
I still feel young.
Although, there is a slowing down I didn’t seem to have this summer.
But everything is all good…I am glad to be alive, in good health.
My word I have chosen for this year is Magic…and, for certain and sure…being 70 is a very nice form of magic.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
Each day is a typical January day for our part of the high desert plains of Colorado
We were in the slush and slog of a quiet winter melt
When Saturday morning we woke up to a wee lovely snow
Enough Terry thought he would take a small ride down the long, long lane to the county road
Beaglie and I went for walk up the farm to the haystack are and back
Later in the afternoon, the sun came out and what was once a snow-packed road became a road of melt
The result by the ending of the day…we were back to MELT!! (Mud)
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Wings! I just love those marvelous feathery wings
Terry and I were driving home last evening, from town, when we thought to take the route through the Confluence Park
We were just in time for the Canada Geese to come winging in for the night
It was poetry in action—a form of music after a long day
The geese were singing in thrilling cords, announcing their arrival, lapsing into small jagged sounds as they landed dragging their feet to stop; hushing whispery sounds as they jockeyed for spots on the mostly frozen lake
The air was thrumming with the sound of wings, and cheerful calls from one to another.
We were delighted to share the evening with the geese and a massive red sunset.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
It’s melting here…great swaths of earth now call MUD forming here there and everywhere
It is the season of MUD!
But I am thinking it won’t last. This, after all, it is January.
There are several more weeks to go until March
But for a short spell, I will enjoy this small melt
Wipe up the mud and water as we come into the house
And continue to count the days until the new season of farming starts.
(These photos of snow and birds were taken three days ago…we are melting fast)
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I love the blaze of light which gathers just before night creeps up onto the land
The collapse of the day
The colors only are seen at the beginning of the day or at the ending
The sky turning into the color of blueberry ice cream/ turning the earth the same color
Sometimes there are no masses of clouds defined with rays of sunshine
Or the clouds are so thin that the shafts of light seem misty and blurry
Sunrise can be so stunningly amazing that the trees seem like black shadows
Until the sun becomes high enough in the sky the dark silhouettes fade away
Then there is that golden light…a light there really isn’t words to explain the beauty
Just being outside, in that glory-filled light is really quite peaceful.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
For I believe everything….and I do mean everything has a life and a soul and a purpose here on earth
And each and everything has a relationship with us…
Even if we can’t see, feel, or understand the relationship.
So often the human population walks around completely deaf and blind to the complete world surrounding us.
But once we understand that our lives are more
And made up of greater or additional things besides brick and mortar, food and the eating of food, or drink and the entertainment of such
We start to understand that we are all connected to each and every living thing through the essence of ‘ourselves.’
Everything on this earth (and maybe our Universe) are right there at the edges of our dreams
Living complete and mysterious lives so beautiful and wonderful it boggles the mind.
BUT
Once you see and acknowledge the magic of our earth something inside you changes
And you start to receive little gifts…little insights
And promises of a return to that time of innocence
Called youth.
Very humbly from my heart to your world,
Linda
In my daily walk, I took photos of the SOON TO BE MOMMA cows
Anytime now
SOON!
Since it snowed…
I have been really diligent to be on the watch for newborns…
So far nothing. But when We have some I will Let You Know!!!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
