I love the sun, and the moon, and Light
For without those things we can not have that other thing I love
Shadows!
Those unremarkable {But VERY remarkable} steady signs of Light!
Telling us anything is possible. For if there are shadows there is light.
And time is ours to create, imagine, explore, experience!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Yes, socks and flip-flops 🙂
Early morning walk to feed the hens
A walk around the yard
A walk back from getting the mail
A walk with night rising up on the land
Finally a walk at dusk.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Love works magic. It is the final purpose of the world story, The Amen of the universe. — Novalis
The sun’s light rays shining gold upon the house, the barns, the fields
and cows.
Tenderly lighting the world
With a subtle magic
A type of healing
Which connects to the earth
Sewing it’s beauty into our souls.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
When the season of winter arrives turning the air all bitter and cold
I still have sunflowers—made from rotary hoe wheels—
And a crafted of metal sunflower
All dressed in rusty brown
Perfect reminders of the warmer seasons!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Load by load
Three times a day 
Only taking off two weeks
For Christmas Holiday
Then back we started
Until yesterday
When all we had left were the giant chunks
TADA
The last load!
Set for winter (and maybe next year, only time will tell)
The sky was stunning. A perfect ending to a very big and hard job.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
This morning, the wild marvelous Canada Geese, came to the cornfield next to our house
The air thrummed with the swoosh, swoosh, swoosh of their vigorous flight.
The calls of one to another like a roaring current of waves
Then the Snow Geese came…
Filling in the blank spots among the Canada Geese
The Geese have one cornfield next to our house, and the Sandhill Cranes have another cornfield behind our house—Good Manner’s you see.
What a huge marvelous blessing! The heartbeat of the large winter birds, rustling around in the corn stalks, whispering promises to each other, talking loudly in the wind.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The Sandhill Cranes have been in our area for at least two months, but never here on our farm
But yesterday morning they CAME
Singing loudly to each other and to any ear that wishes to hear
They have come, shimmering against the gold of last year’s corn stalks, singing tranquility into the air…sunshine streaming in the frigid air.
Joy in my heart!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Who would have thought a pig would be wandering through on a very cold winter night?
Not Terry and I, but there you have it. A pig caught clearly on the game camera!
We think it must have gotten out of some farmer’s pig and started traveling.
The camera caught the pig moving through Christmas eve. I haven’t seen it since.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm.
Linda
“Linda, Come Here!” Terry called to me.
Once there I saw what he was seeing:
There on the winter-dried-out lawn was a white bird
It was all fluffed up in the 10* (feels like 8*) —– -122 c ) cold—sitting motionless
As we watched through the window it started to warm up enough to want to move
Concentrating on staying warm, yet walking forward
Gradually it made it’s way to the area where we were watching out of the window
Then it was tired, resting near the summer chairs.
After a time, this luminous little feathered creature turned its back to us (I think it might have been hurt, see the black spots and the lack of rounding out feathers?)
Lifted wings and flew away toward the tractor shed, where we saw it no more.
The last time I saw a sight so rapturous was the day of my Daddy’s funeral.
(A New Year night moon through the trees)
What this an Omen? A Sign? Love sent to Terry and me from another existence in time?
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Gosh, this is scary
Do we really want to do 2021? 2020 Was a crazy, over-the-top year!
Okay…here we go!
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
