To Have All This is Wondrous Daily Feast—-Sunday, July 12, 2020

Although, the days are extremely hot (100-106*f–up to 41.11c)

The nights cool down, way down to 59*f or less (15c)

The sun hot and baking during the day

The cool nights

(plus watering)

keeps everything growing gently

The constant hot afternoon wind rustles the corn stalks, causing the developing ears to be pollinated

Everything enjoying

The move from the rays of the sun

to the cooling

Shadows

Of the shade.

Shade—

bringing a soft and welcome

break — bringing a

Softness to the air.

Hot summer days

Growing crops

Shade giving comfort to beasts and man alike

Rich, flourishing Summer

Making full and happy hearts

Good morning, My Friends!

From my world to your Hearts,

Linda

 

 

The Heat of Summer is Here—Thursday, July 9, 2020

A wee tiny bird (I think might be a Starling) is living out it’s beginning life, in a hollow of a limb of the tree in our yard

At the Upper End, we have pheasants. Delightful birds

Over by the equipment area, I saw a fun courting couple

Then on the back road going to the Back Forty twice,

I ran across this pretty handsome feller

Our days are in the 100*s now. That is 37.7c.

At the peak of the heat in the daytime, the little songbirds rest—such wise little creatures

Or come to our chicken yard and try to grab a snack or two…

I’m sure they are thinking “get some food while everyone sleeps, then no one will ever know.)

The hawks and other raptors silent shadows slide over the warm and bright land

The blue sky is alive with life


As so is the earth

Ah  Summer so

Full Life

Full of Joy

Full of Daily Adventures

To me

The most perfect time of the year!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

That Lovely Shimmering Bright Glowing Moonlight—-Wednesday, July 8, 2020

Although, the heat simmers across the land, often times the night sky is cloudy

But, delightfully, the setting moon’s sky is clear

Shinning large and bright glowing over the Uncompahgre Plateau

Then quickly sinking as the glowing sun wakes up the day.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

When the Corn is in the Silk, —The Deer Come Back to the Farm, Tuesday, July 7, 2020

Now that the corn is in the silk, the deer migrate back to the farm.

So I sat up a couple of game cameras to see if, and when, they had arrived

Deer are notorious for eating the silk off the little corn ears.

Corn has lots of predators—

Bugs, humans, skunks, raccoons, and DEER!

Yep…Here they are.  🙂  We love seeing them.  Terry worries about the corn loss, but we don’t do anything about it.  Some for them, some for us, is our thought.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

The Promise, Moving Steadily into Being — Monday, July 6, 2020

For some reason, I always feel like July 4th is the Middle of Summer

I don’t know why I feel that way, but I do.

The dew burns off fast this time of year

The growth of the corn is increasing hourly now

Overnight the tassels have started to shoot upward into the deep rich blue of the sky

The soughing wind will soon

(see the tiny ear starting to form 🙂 )

Cause the pollen to float down onto the silks making little kernels of corn—- growing there in the dark green shadows of the protecting leaves.

Knee-high by the 4th of July…I do believe we have made it!

Happy Summer, Everyone!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Gift from North Eastern Illinois —- Sunday, July 5, 2020

When the world has these, who requires much more?

Good morning, Linda.  It’s been a while since I’ve said hello.  So Hello!

(That was from this past Monday.)

I hope this brightens your day.

Take care.

What a perfect way to start anyone’s day!

Thank you ever so much!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Well-Come Summer Days and Summer Work —- Thursday, July 2, 2020

Here we are, the start of July — a time to me as a time of pleasure-

Next week will be the second cutting of the First field of alfalfa—the air will be full of that indescribable sweetness of green

We’ve been cutting brush…a tiny victory which has no truce—seems there are always ‘brush’ to trim 🙂

 

The corn is growing and growing—

Terry is standing on top of the ditch bank the cornfield is lower than the farm road

Summer is such a favorite time of the  year, for me

Time of heat, color, and joyful little birds

Moving on through the farm

The pastures are looking good, rich, green, lush

No way can I stand on the ditch like Terry…I would fall in!

Summer, when the sun starts moving back toward winter

But, everything else, myself included

Continues to dream-walk through the warmth, the heat, and the beauty of Summer

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

 

I Couldn’t Sleep Last Night — Wednesday, July 1, 2020

Sleep came hard last night…it seemed to avoid me

My eyes were closed, but my mind —well, I think you understand.

What caused my thoughts to shift and drift, and scream around in my head

Was the thought (or is it fear) we are in the middle of a cultural revolution.

We are in a time where we are crazily divided

There are sectional tensions and a feeling of gathering paranoia.

A feeling of not just drifting forward, but we jolting head-long–tumbling, falling, so to speak.

I woke, telling myself, I will put this out there—My thoughts need somewhere to go

A way to exhale; to stop the constant whispering at the back of my mind

So I shall write this, and let my worries, cares, and concerns dissipate

I will continue to believe in treating the earth well, the common decency of each and every person I meet, and

That common sense will bond us together. Not the squealing anger and fear

Which, randomly jumps out at us (me) now and again.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

I Sometimes Wonder — Tuesday, June 30, 2020

It’s been hot here of late, hot with a hot wind; a hot continuous wind

But that is not what I have been wondering about

I’ve been wondering about our world,

And for sure the crazy, frenzied, over-the-top actions going on in our nation

The anger, the destruction, the need to —- ?

Makes me think we are repeating a very old theme in history—

(This is the moon 🙂 )

That theme of gain and cost.  The desire to broaden command over valuable resources

at which (at the very same time) those same resources we are all absolutely reliant on as essentials.

I hope we have (not) now entered a time of unstoppable cultural fracturing.

I often think of Liebig’s law, of the ‘law of the minimum” 

Which is deceptively simple: our limits are set, not by the maximum of necessary things, but by the minimum which is available.

Just a short trip the grocery store points that out to me in glaring shards of light

It’s thought-provoking

While I ponder this in an off and on manner.  Saturday evening we had rain

No matter how tight vital supplies are, how hard they are to get, how expensive they are to purchase — and how angry and over-the-top destructive things become—-there is always hope!

From my heart to your world,

Linda

P.S.  Please don’t write to me scathing comments about how wrong I am and I need to get my head out of the sand, or other mean things. Ugly never produces positive feelings. Therefore, I won’t approve your comment for I do like to live my life in hope.

Hugs to each and every one of you!

 

 

No Matter What Occurs —-Monday, June 29, 2020

While out setting water for the last time yesterday

Feeling all exhausted and wore out, from way too much work during the day

I found TWO heart rocks, resting where they have rested for a very long time

It amazes me how I can go by a place, work within a space, and never see a heart rock

Then, just as I need a pick-me-up; the invisible becomes visible.

From that point on, my heart, my mind, and my soul felt relaxed.

From my world to your heart,

Linda