I am wishing each and every one of you a Happy Mother’s Day!
And for my Momma, who now resides beyond the Veil
Please know I Love you and miss you very much!
From my heart to your world,
Happy Mother’s Day,
Linda
With a very sad, sad heart Boomer’s Sweet Friend
and Dog Cousin —the life of the party….always ready to do fun things—like going sledding with kids, singing songs, and giving Boomer kisses
Left our world…taking the Sparkle from our lives.
Rest peacefully, Sweet Girl. The Gods have you safe now.
Etta Pony Brown-Butero
July 2015-May 2019
In the slowly brightening sky, I took my camera and went in search of birds
This silly little bird was determined to get food from the Hummingbird feeder although
I have one out there just for the Oriole’s
Boomer and I took off for the other side of the farm looking for birds
There on the grain head in the bright morning sunshine
Was a busy little Quail.
Heading home through the Back Forty, then onto the Upper End I had to marvel at the beauty of the San Juan mountain range—STILL covered in snow
Just about home, this giant bird thundered across the sky…
Now THAT is a huge sound of a bird! 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The pastures are looking very nice this year.
Terry is creating new ones and refurbishing old ones
Yesterday, he planted a mix of grass and alfalfa seed in a whole new area
And covered a huge scar up at the Upper End with more rich grass seed.
Spring is holding steady full of the sound of humming bees and the smell of rich green lushness.
Terry is saying often now…how much he is enjoying putting into reality some of the dreams and plans he has had for the ‘rest of the farm’. 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
In the very quiet of the evening
Or in the breaking forth of the sun through the storm
The light seems to balance
In a rather bold but precarious way
Strengthening or waning always burning
Gifting us with more than a glimmer
Of just what I think, Heaven must look like
a wee hint of the splendor awaiting each of us beyond the veil.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Our air is full of the scent of the Lilacs
Rich and sweet and lush all at the same moment
All three of my bushes are in bloom fluttering gently in the soft spring breezes
How very blessed we are, for it’s been several years since we have had blooms
Thankfully not this year.
Another glorious gift from the sky arrived in my message box on FaceBook
A most beautiful double rainbow spanning Vadarae’s cotton fields in Texas. A most delightful sight! Glorious to behold!
Thank you, Vadarae! A rainbow from you, now for all of us!
From my heart to your world,
Linda
The dark curtain of rain and grey clouds left us over-night
Which is a very good thing.
For you see today, this day around early morning milking time, 75 years ago
My husband started life on his parent’s western Colorado Farm
And, as it was written in the stars, not only would he become a Hotline line foreman for DMEA, he would also continue farming through all the years, even unto today.
Happy 75th Birthday, Hubby-Bo.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
Although it is raining and raining and raining, in the mountains around us it is still snowing.
But between the rain and the upper mountain snow, there is still melt occurring.
The Robidoux River, just below our farm in the Roubidoux canyon is flooding….all the
the tremendous amount of water coming from the high country on the Uncompahgre Mesa
Just looking at the water like this: rushing, raging, tearing away the banks completely changing the course of the river
Tends to make me feel like I might fall in and drown….so I stay far, far away
The Rubidoux River is so full it is almost to touch the railroad bridge as it flows into the Gunnison River…
The Gunnison River is swollen from the gathering of all the streams and the merging of the Uncompahgre River (in Delta), plus the Rubidoux River…it is HUGE now…hurtling toward Grand Junction where it will join the Colorado River.
As the day started winding down, I saw a very faint rainbow in the hissing rain of the dark grey sky
It wasn’t very bright, nor did it last long.
Still, I saw it…and that was just the most perfect gift on the last day of April 2019.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
It’s terribly cold and rainy here with nasty wind and a sharp chill in the air
The Lilacs are blooming, finally. Although, the wind is too sharp and strong to get any photos of their glory
The old-timers…folks older than myself (LAUGH OUT LOUD), since I am 70 now…
Say all the signs are pointing to a cold and wet summer.
Possibly that is true
Only time will tell.
Still, I marvel at the beauty all around me and give Thanks for the gifts that God has given to us.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
After reading all your comments; making my blog site more secure
Working with the kind and gracious lady who is the owner of her blog and a most wonderful generous author (I have read all her books and LOVE them)
She assured me all was well between us
The horrible comment was removed from her blog (or will be soon); all is well now.
So thank you each and every one of you! From the bottom of my heart!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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