There Quietly Breathing; Waiting for Me —- Tuesday, August 18, 2020

 

While out doing ‘my work’ in the hayfield—wait I’m getting ahead of myself

When Terry bales, sometimes the bales coming out of the baler tip over-

Or twist…see the photo

So I go out to correct the bale and get it into the proper position the stack wagon can pick it up.

Otherwise, Terry has to get off the tractor, straighten the bale, get back onto the tractor…you understand.

Anyway, I was moving along several rows ahead of Terry, straightening, rolling, [fix’n] bales, and picking up rocks

When I SAW…a heart setting there in harmony with all the cut stems!

Of course, I picked it up—for home it was going to reside in my heart rock garden!

Then later that day, as I was finishing up my part of the whole process…

Right THERE…waiting patiently for me to ‘see’ it…was another heart.  All covered in smudges and scratches.  Just perfect for my little garden made of hearts!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

When You Run into a Bunch of Wasps—-Monday, August 17, 2020

Tumbling and twisting and zinging about

Creating an uneasy feeling for everyone around

The only thing to do is snap a photo or three 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

The Earth and Sky Singing with Joy —- Sunday, August 16, 2020

I opened my email to THIS 🙂 🙂 🙂

“My wife caught this rainbow in the Western sky around 7:00 Am.  Very seldom see them in the Western sky.  All things just lined up I guess.  Been a wet summer here in the midwest high humidity even for us.  Glad to see you back to full time farming this year.  “Midwestern follower”

WOW!

What a wonderful gift to receive! 🙂

Thank you, Pull299

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

The Pattern —- Thursday, August 13. 2020

Shhhhh

In the silence

When the morning shadows are long, and the plants still in dew

While Terry and I and change and re-set the irrigation water

The early morning light

highlights the return of the deer

And so does the corn.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Gloriously Hot —Wednesday, August 12, 2020

Perfect for making hay!

Rain, rain, stay away.  Come again some other day!

🙂

The third (3rd) cutting of the first field!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Heaven is Here, On Earth, O! Surely It Is —- Tuesday, August 11, 2020

As a child, I used to worry about Heaven

Where can I find Heaven I would ask

In the sky, my family would say

As I grew I studied religions, looking for where Heaven might be

What I learned is:  All Religions are fascinating, they include aspects that are utterly beautiful

We always need to respect their beliefs

When I was seventeen I discovered how Siddhartha sat in the shade of the Bodhi Tree/calmed his mind so he could reach a state of mental bliss.

Quieting the mind.  What an interesting idea.

So I practiced.  It was hard.

I found I didn’t have lots of time to just sit and calm my mind, and sit and sit

My life became full—too full to sit in the shade of a tree and try to achieve quiet

There were children to take care of, house, yard, farm, paying job, ‘things’ to do

But throughout all that activity,

I gradually understood, that calming the mind can come in many diverse and different ways

It comes from living simply

Recognizing what warms my heart

What softly lifts my soul

I learned to approach my daily tasks with belief in being UPLIFTED as one works

Not feeling burdened.

To watch for those teeny, tiny things that settled softly all around me (us)

Solitude right there in the– every day of the– every day

Solitude in teeny tiny moments

Bringing me to an understanding

That for me, quiet contemplation of the day,

Is, for me, Heaven here on Earth.

From my heart to your world,

Linda

Gossamer Threads in the Rippling Air — Monday, August 10, 2020

The dappled light as we head out to change the water

The early morning sunlight casting purple shadows on the land

Reflections speaking loudly of our daily work on the land

T’Ata coming to help

While Glory stands sentinel on the Rocky Point

The day, always generous with gifts

Hidden just so

But still there, whispering, for us to see–

Look.

Please, there are gossamer threads of beauty everywhere.

From my heart to you, My Friends,

Linda

Spring in the Heat of August —- Sunday, August 9, 2020

The heat has abated…leaving the morning with a feel of Autumn [or is it Spring?] in the air

Terry has finished planting the last field on our place to alfalfa

The soil has that wonderful smell of thirsty ground getting wet for the first time this year

A clean smell, a smell, like a sigh of relief

Friday morning  we saw tiny little sprouts along the furrows we had finished watering

A very good industrious sign of new growth

The last set of the day

Water shimmering and glittering across the land as the earth heads into darkness.

The glimmer of the sun on the water (although only visible if you look for it)

Priceless.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

Conjuring Magic —- Thursday, August 6, 2020

Earth ditches are a lot of work!

To move the dam (the orange thing) all the mud (the water is full of mud and it settles against the orange dam) has to be dugout; by hand, back, shovel.

Then moved down the ditch to the NEXT spot.

While we were there—Terry doing all the work and I taking photos 🙂

The girls had to come over to see just what we (Terry) were doing

Each one took a turn sniffing and running their noses on the orange dam

Then over to have a wee visit full of pets and rubs.

While working there a handsome feller rushed by

The Joys (and work) on a western Colorado farm

Where magic occurs every day. 🙂

From my heart to your world,

Linda

 

Gathering Momentum —- Wednesday, August 5, 2020

The crops are gathering momentum,

The corn is full, fat, and soft.

If you were to touch one of the kernels you could feel what we call ‘the dough’ a soft, fluffy feel to the kernel.

This is NOT the time to starve the corn from water…water is what makes the kernel grow and fill-up nicely.

So every day, three times a day the water is changed; moving through one field and onto another field

The first field of alfalfa is getting ready to be harvested for the third (and possibly the last) time.   Maybe next week or the following week…it all depends on the bloom.

Even though,  just to look at the farm, it doesn’t seem there is anything happening right now…

There is…growth and growing and preparing for the time to harvest moving forward…always moving forward.

Unseen activity but extremely busy anyway.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda