The God(s) Send Amazing Gifts to Me and You —- Wednesday, January 6, 2021

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,


To Know the Value of the Gift — Tuesday, January 5, 2021

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,



Caught on the Game Camera— Monday, January 4, 2021

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.


Is This An Omen of Friendship and Love —- Sunday, January 3, 2020

“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,


Looking Forward — New Year’s Eve, Thursday, December 31, 2020

One of the most painful moments in a person’s life probably comes with the insight that an age has been reached when there is more to look back on than ahead.                     A Man Called Ove, by Fredrik Backman

The snow came and left.  Watering the dry earth.  It was nice. I am also glad it is gone.

Here we go…heading into another year.

Good-bye 2020.  Thank you for everything, all the good, the lovely, and even the ugly.

Hang on world…here comes 2021!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,




Monday We Got [Some] Snow — Wednesday, December 30, 2020

Monday it snowed.

Not a lot of snow

Still, enough we walked around in the wet crunchy stuff doing our everyday things

Snow is nice for watering the ground when it melts, coloring the earth in clean,

making shadows disappear.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Two Weeks of Elaborate Time with Family — Tuesday, December 29, 2020

We have been blessed, this Holiday season, with most of the kids home.

Our son, Evan,  and our daughter-in-law, Jolyne were unable to come.

COVID-19 Rules have them still at their home in Columbia Falls, Montana.

But we were able to have Face Time with them on Christmas Eve.

Everyone else lives here or very close by.

What a joy!  Lots of meals, laughter, and sharing of each and every day.

The weather has held, which is good, allowing the kids to ride the four-wheelers and to walk upon the land.

Tomorrow, Wednesday, everyone will go home.

Still, we will meet one-more-time, on January 1st to celebrate the beginning of

New ( and Hopefully ) better Year.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Content —-Monday, December 28, 2020

Glory B and T’Ata are free to roam the farm daily.

Come evening, one of us meets them at the back gate and

takes them into the corrals and the barn for their meal.

The cows don’t mind sharing.

Nor do they have trouble with the horses whispering secrets

To each other

Everyone content

Living here off the land.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,