I’ll bet you are able to read the future
It’s there for all to see
the time ahead
You just have to open your eyes
And understand
What you are seeing.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm
Linda
The Fortune Teller—-Wednesday, July 24, 2019
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Category Archives: Life on a Colorado Farm
Written in the Book of Life — Tuesday, July 23, 2019
It’s been fun trying to take photos of bugs in flight. (I know you already know that, but I had to tell you anyway 🙂 🙂 )
Although, I still find it thrilling to get birds in flight
Do you ever come across something in your day that is so perfect
So wonderful that you just must capture it on camera,
So it can stay in that perfect place of perfection forever?
I do. And when I do
I always think to myself: What a gift this life is, what an amazingly beautiful,
meant to be enjoyed, Life we live!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Vigil at the Edge of the World —- Monday, July 22, 2019
I, like you, believe our Ancestors and beloved friends are close.
Waiting for us to join them.
Death is not an easy thing
Hard on the one who is passing and hard on those left behind.
Yet, I think the thread, which binds us, is a form of magic
A place without pain, a place beyond tears, not like our place of everyday living
I feel so blessed to have had that tiny
fragment from the shadows
An amazing gift from my Dad.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Shadows Peopled by Those We Cannot See—Sunday, July 21, 2019
I was standing in my kitchen ironing yesterday
When a wild wind blew up
It was part of a rainstorm racing along the Uncompahgre Plateau, filling the canyons with droplets of very wet liquid
The storm was rambunctious, but only on the plateau
I continued ironing, watching the storm clouds throwing spears of lightening
When suddenly the back door flew open. I turned quickly thinking I also heard a pick-up drive up
The door opened; banged and I heard “LINDA!”
“What”, I replied. Feeling very puzzled.
Twice more the door flew open and twice more I heard my name
Then I realized it was my Dad calling me for the voice then said: “Come here, Linda”. (Or did he say: “I am here, Linda.”?)
I went to the door and then on outside; standing on the back step my heart fluttering in my rib cage
I wasn’t afraid, just eager to see my Dad again.
Just once more. To actually see him and hold his hand, like I was a tot again.
But, of course, he wasn’t there. There was only the wind, the yard, and a storm dropping lush moisture on canyon rims.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
The Wisp of a Tiny Story —- Thursday, July 18, 2019
Somewhere up there in that vast wonderous sky
Must live Angels
Or possibly demons—(Maybe the demons live on earth, or under the earth somewhere)
Maybe it isn’t Angels, for they are very busy running prayers to the proper Diety to answer them.
And we all know there are masses and masses of prayers heading to Heaven every moment of every day and night.
Maybe it is, hmmm
A wonderous being who is in charge of Clouds
Yes, that is it!
A couple, Man and Woman, who look after the silver-edged clouds
Tugging them here and there
Creating shadows on the earth
Which race across the land
Or leave the sky blank so the clouds are only memories
But when the couple, who are in charge of clouds, decide
To fill the sky with that fragile mist
And the Sun God allows the rays of his beautiful sun to be captured in the clouds
The world is bathed in colors so wild and marvelous it is a wonder to behold.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
God is Here and Every Where —- Wednesday, July 17, 2019
Goodness is very simple
Goodness is God in action
Duty is imposed by others…but to practice and do good…is all about God.
Or so I believe.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Trying to Capture — Tuesday, July 16, 2019
Trying to photograph birds in flight has me deleting many, many photos
It’s rather a surprise when I actually get a good one
Most of the time the snaps show blurs
Or just wings or tail feathers
Where it is hard to figure out just WHAT
It is I’m trying to get in a photo.
Ah well, at least I can delete and try, try again!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The Simple Things Bring Joy —- Monday, July 15, 2019
(Loki 1 and 1/2 years old)
Loki came for a visit
Running is such a fun thing
(Peeps three years old)
Running with friends
(A very old fat little sweetheart, Boomer)
Priceless.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
It’s Summertime—Sunday, July 14, 2019
It’s summertime…my most favorite time of the year
Long days full of work, but also free hours to do as one wants
Although, the days are full of heat (we are having upwards of 99* to 104* of heat ( 37. c to 40c)
I find the heat a joy.
Although, Terry would much prefer the deep dark days of winter
Not me!!! I want to experience each day of summer following the silk threads
Of sunshine showing gold upon the land
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
In that Brilliant Lance of Light —- Wednesday, July 11, 2019
When that Golden Hour comes, not always, but when it does
It pushes light into every shadow, tosses dispair aside
Brightens the air, the ground; creating light so pure it collapses everything else.
Once there…the golden light creates its own shadows warping all living things into waves which ride the light.
The brilliant light that touches everything!
Then it’s gone.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
