Always, No Matter What, There is a Force Which Tries to Restore Balance—Thursday, December 19, 2019

Posted on December 19, 2019 by Dayphoto

(I am going to use some old photos from my past blogs for this post today. I hope you enjoy)

(Mindy loves to run)

Sometimes the news makes me feel as if the world is titling

(Boomer always seems to be smiling)

Filling the places of everyday with tears of pain and sorrow

(Grandchildren)

What a sad thing everyday news reports…everyone (all peoples) are small and lonely and caught in a capsule of their own thoughts, of anger, and meanness and ugly revenge.

So — so I try very hard NOT to listen to the news. It breaks my heart, the ugliness.

There really isn’t anything I can do —everyone has their own thoughts and refuse to listen to explanations outside of their personal reality.

Once we become trapped in sorrow, or anger, or revenge — it takes much inner work to cast the nastiness aside and move in a good place of being.

(Boomer loves the sun)

I’ve been told I live in a rose-colored world of isolation, my head is always in the sand,

Possibly so. It works for me.

I do pray to my God, and I ask that all the Gods of this world and the Universe please save our planet,

Please, bring forth forces of good into the world.

Right the wrongs, bring peace, save mankind, sometimes we humans, just don’t understand the terrible harms we do, because we become locked in our views.

And as I pray, my heart is filled with hope.

May you all be safe and warm and taken care of wonderful friends of my blog.

From my heart to your heart,

Linda

I Believe in God—Wednesday, December 18, 2019

Posted on December 18, 2019 by Dayphoto

We still have a few drifts of the last snow we had…sitting all frozen and windswept waiting for either a warm day to melt away, or to gain more snow to smooth out the wrinkles left by the wind

The shadows seem to dance and rustle in the icy air

Our lives are such tiny little seconds in the eternal cycle of life.

I believe in God, belief in the stars, in the infinity of the World, the beauty of the earth, everything we have in each day by day our lives.

Yes, I believe in God and the gift of being alive.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

As the Day Evaporates —- Tuesday, December 17, 2019

Posted on December 17, 2019 by Dayphoto

Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth. — SIR ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE

We are very cold right now….7*f -13*c. The morning light is so incredibly beautiful shining through the crisp cold air

The colors streaming, and dancing on the peaks is very attractive.

The world is rather beautiful, as the day evaporates into bits of whirling sunlight.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Sometimes Time Feels Like a Loose and Flying Feather —- Monday, December 16, 2019

Posted on December 16, 2019 by Dayphoto

The school bus goes by our place long before the sun is really up.

Watching time move throughout the day is truly a glory. The first tinge of sunlight appears long after the world has woken and headed to work, or school, or shopping, or….

Quickly, ever so rapidly the daylight brightens,

then with high speed starts

the swift descent into night

Not long now before the shortest day of the year. Gratefully we will move forward into flourishing daylight and raw, impressive cold temperatures, which will billow into

Whispering, creaking ice…but at least the days will grow longer.

And THAT will be a very good thing.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Each Hour of the Day and Night—-Sunday, December 15, 2019

Posted on December 15, 2019 by Dayphoto

“Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.”– Henry David Thoreau, Walden Pond

Every day, we are so extremely blessed; besides a million or so heartbeats we enjoy

There are trillions of other wee gifts— such as the silence of the land

tiny little presents, of everyday joys;

gusting like small soft breezes,

as we move throughout the day

(and in some cases, the night, or almost night)

Sometimes I think I would like to ‘know the future. To be able to turn the page, like we do in books’, then I tell myself–

Perhaps, I really don’t want that knowledge

I would miss the changes throughout the time I am living in

Therefore, I remind myself—until the cords of my soul are cut from my body; I will wear out each hour of the day, with contentment and peace.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Unwinding of Daylight —Thursday, December 12, 2019

Posted on December 12, 2019 by Dayphoto

“Forget not that the Earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.”–Khalil Gibran, The Prophet

I was either seventeen (17) or eighteen (18), when my paternal grandmother, offered to me a much worn red, leather-bound book, with thin onionskin pages and a red silk ribbon for a bookmarker.

She told me how much she loved the tiny book and thought that I (possibly) might like it also.

She was so right. I did love the book and I still do! The book is The Prophet, By Khalil Gibran.

Winter is heavy here now..the clouds cover us like a tomb, but the sinking away of the sun lights those very same clouds; showing dark and dreary really isn’t totally dark and dreary.

Snow is on its way. The Moon tells us so.

The heavens are brimming with clouds, but still…in a wee break; the moon sits quietly in a moisture-laden circle of rainbows.

From my world to your heart, Linda

Twenty Beats of the Heart, Then Just a Few More—Wednesday, December 11, 2019

Posted on December 11, 2019 by Dayphoto

As the brilliant golden sun left our bright winter day

The moon rose rapidly in the east….Sun and Moon sending their whispering light over our farm

As I watched the sun sink very quickly in the west, darkness speedily filling the land

The moon gently entered a shadowed colored cloud

The air shivering as I watched

The lovely old Man in the Moon

radiates white and silver

glimmering moonbeams —

like a chorus of angels in the heavens.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Clacking Trees —Tuesday, December 10, 2019

Posted on December 10, 2019 by Dayphoto

Winter brings an interesting phenomenon

Things which are unusual, at best, seem to occur

With a slight more bit of frequency

Winter has it’s own glimmering twilight, so different

from Spring,

or Summer,

or Fall

The colors are much different, filled with lavender instead of hot oranges

And the trees sigh, instead of sing—swaying and clacking in the cold.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Entwined in my Heart — Monday, December 9, 2019

Posted on December 9, 2019 by Dayphoto

Another wee rainbow yesterday! What a joy to behold!

A hawk sat in the branches of the old Willow tree

He looked a little worse for wear…probably the too wet of the night. (I’m guessing)

Because of the rain, the ground was just right for Terry to smooth out the road

In front of the sheds. It’s funny how the long lane to the house and the roads around the sheds seem to get lumps and bumps.

Then in the quiet, while I hauled wood and gathered eggs

I saw an unusual bird, a Woodpecker possibly? Does anyone know?

And I think, this is a hawk…what do you think?

My daily sphere of life, little treasures of the ordinary.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

A Tiny Flash of Wonder —-Sunday, December 8, 2019

Posted on December 8, 2019 by Dayphoto

“There are moments when all anxiety and stated toil are becalmed in the infinite leisure and repose of nature.”—Henry David Thoreau

Friday, evening, while hauling wood I looked up and saw a beautiful rainbow gracing the day.

That evening as the day turned into night

The moon promised moisture

Surely to come.

If not Saturday, then soon very soon.

On the way to town (Saturday), there in the rearview mirror, among the dirt speckles I saw (O! THE JOY!) a RAINBOW!

Which suddenly appeared again, after we turned the corner and another corner; there it was

Filling the sky with love and hope and wonder.

That evening (Saturday) walking across the field with Black Beauty’s Mom, my oldest daughter, she suddenly stopped “Here is a Heart, just for you, Mom.”

And there it was a perfect tiny little heart. Just waiting for someone to show it’s self too.