We finished up!
Nice green leafy, baled in the dew hay.
A nice feeling.
One field down, one more to go.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
A little Black-Chinned Hummingbird kept flitting from wire to fence as I walked down the long, long farm lane
I found watching it a huge delight…like he was playing with me
Here I an here—see…then he would lift up and flit to the next section of the fence.
Sometimes my finger on the camera button is a tad too slow…what was a beautiful bird is now only tail feathers in the lens. 🙂
Who do I help the hawk for lunch or the unsuspecting dinner?
Sometimes I don’t really know what to do. So I turned away. I didn’t want to know how things turned out. That instant where something is one thing, then suddenly something else…I just don’t like knowing about it.
Birds are always awake, even before the sun comes up
(Looking at our farmhouse and farmyard from way over there across two fields)
Our world is so beautiful…full of songs in so many forms.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
We finished up hauling all the much-needed soil/dirt
Gradually, the new ditch bank and soon to be farm road started to take place
Blade work with the tractor and shovel work with … the SHOVELS!
Done!
And all the while—keeping the irrigation going. Terry is standing on the new road. Pretty nice!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I must announce—-BOOMER IS TRULY BETTER!!! YAY! He slept well, he is breathing much, much better. His nose is the same equal size on both sides and he LOVES HIS FOOD!
Then for the very first time in a very long time, he wanted to GO irrigate!
The wind was terribly strong, but he still wanted me to put him up on the four-wheeler—so, of course, I couldn’t turn him down. 🙂
Then on my FaceBook page, another wonderous gift appeared
“I know you love rainbows.” Cheri Schwartz-Harder wrote. “I had to send you this one from my backyard yesterday.
We had an epic 1 1/2 inches of rain in just a few hours and a thunderstorm that was awesome. Then right before sunset, looking East, this appeared. ❤️”
There is was a flaming magical rainbow over their ranch— filling the whole sky!
Music in the form of a billion little drops of light!
Thank you, ever so much, each and every one of you for caring and being there.
My heart is full.
Your friend,
Linda
Gradually, Boomer is healing. The very strong medication seems to have worked, although, he is still exhibiting some signs of breathing trouble
Now his old bones are refusing to move comfortably—I have something for arthritis, which I hope works
I watch him carefully all the time —trying not to let despair creep into me like an early morning mist
Wait! I said to myself….What is there, right by the tire!?!?
A HEART ROCK!
I picked it up and took it home. When I washed it off I saw that the heart-rock was a tad worse for wear…a series of chips on the corner
A big chip on the other side
Still a gift of love from the Universe to me.
Peace and love and hope and concern are oftentimes fraught with worry,
Boomer and I will take everything one day at a time.
Thank you so much, once more, for all your thoughts, concerns, and prayers. My hope is Boomer Beaglie Brown will get back to his joyful little self; I will do whatever I can to help him get there.
That and pray.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I must admit, that I have had fear for Boomer’s life riding in waves through my heart
I KNOW he is elderly and the time is growing short, but…
Still…then after beseeching the heavens and My God and Your God and the God of all this world,
I knew I could move forward, because of the medication, Boomer’s will to live, and the fact I asked for the power of collective prayer—peace filled my heart.
Opening my email, another glorious rainbow, from the Black Forest in Colorado…shouted—
Hope!
Thank you, each and every one!
Linda
Through the power of collective prayer, the antibiotics and gifts of hope,
We are starting to see huge improvements with Boomer and his nose
Once more, from this marvelous world of Blog Friends where love, Friendship, and real Hope lives my email opened up to a delightful gift.
Asta sent me a rainbow from Sweden.
Dear Linda, here is a rainbow for you! It was the early evening after a day with rain and humidity. Suddenly the evening sun broke through and was shining on the lakeshore opposite us. And there it was- a perfect end of the rainbow mirroring itself on the water
If you want to publish it is ok-it is your rainbow!
All the best to you, Terry, Boomer, and Mindy!
Asta
Boomer and I, Terry and Mindy are truly blessed by wonderful friends like you!
From my heart to your world,
Linda