The Old Gods Live Here and There and Everywhere — Thursday, July 22, 2021

Sometimes I think to myself, that the Old Gods

Those awe-inspiring Gods of long-long-long ago

Are still here among us

Only we have different names for them now. (Like nature, wind, rain, etc.)

They are still here, flying with the birds in the air

Singing to our hearts and minds and souls in the morning

And in the evening.

They are in the sunlight,

And glittering off the tiny wings of Humming Birds

They gather in the most unlikely of places

They bring together the edges

Lifting up our hearts

When our hearts have tripped, or fallen slightly, or leaned a little too far here or there

Then the old Gods rebalance everything, even us.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


That Brutal World We Live In — Wednesday, July 21, 2021

While out-and-about

I saw a coyote (from a distance) hanging out where the swather had been sitting and where the squirrels were playing.

He/she was sporting the Summer-fur look.


A quick dash off.


I drove the four-wheeler over to the spot, to save the rest of the surry of squirrels, at least for a short while.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Within the Restless Clouds—Sunday, July 18, 2021

Sometimes the unique occurs…Marianne from Northview Diary sent me this:

Hi Linda,
Actually every time I see a rainbow or a sundog I think of you. This little cutie was contained within a cloud, something I had never seen before.
Take care,

A gift from the sky!
a Rainbow cloud to cloud is very new to me and a huge delight to see.
Thank you ever so much, Marianne!
Just perfect to share this gift from New York with each one of you.
From my world to your heart,

We had Rain, Softly Gentle Rain — Thursday, July 15, 2021

Even though we have hay down (sigh)

The gift of rain blessed our part of the world.

A simple necessity, and a not so small joy!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Enjoy the Moment — Wednesday, July 14, 2021

The smoke is thick here from all the fires in the west.  Sometimes so thick the street lights think it is time to come on.

Meanwhile —-

Those darling little Barn Swallow babies…

Are getting close to leaving the nest! 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Opening the Second Field — Tuesday, July 13, 2021

The second field is now cut

And drying

With this furnace-like heat, we should see the hay ready to bail soon.  (although, we will need some dew in the mornings to actually make the bales.  I sure hope it all comes together.)

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Summer, Blessed, Welcome, Delightful Summer —- Sunday, July 11, 2021

Although, we received no rain

The sun and the moisture in the air gave us

That glorious omen of


The omen that told Noah…all will be okay!

From my world to your heart,