Waiting for me to see—- a May Basket of TWO Heart Rocks – a gift from the Earth to me.
Isolophilia: A strong preference or love for solitude, where one enjoys being alone, associated with introspection, peace, or personal space.
Happy May Day! The First of May —- YAY!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Boo Berry and I always take a wee walk about— it’s good for her. She is pretty sedentary. If I’m working outside, she stays right by me, lying in the shade. Or if the day is cool, in a spot of sunshine.
She doesn’t really do lots of exploring….only if I’m close, close by.
Some of this is the nature of her breed, but the other is conditioning. She lived in a tiny kennel all of her life, from birth until I got her.
Gradually, she has developed the confidence to hang outside for a spell with
THE CAT!
But mostly she wants to be close to me. It’s a process, but one we are making.
At least I don’t have to worry about her running off. 🙂
Ipseity (n.): The quality of being oneself and embracing individuality, of what makes us unique.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
There they are—those marvelous shadows
Lifting the bits and pieces of growing things into
A form of bliss.
Won’t you sit a spell and enjoy with me?
Komorebi Japanese (noun): Sunlight that filters through the leaves of trees
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Just an ordinary Pear Tree—-But I love it! It’s huge and frilly and oh so delightful. Even though the fruit froze, we were gifted with the beauty of each small bloom anyway.
Seatherny (seth-er-nee) — Noun: The serenity one feels when listening to the chirping of birds
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I grew up in the shadow of Grand Mesa. All my life I was told we could start planting when all the snow is melted on the point of Grand Mesa.
Well, we are there now.
We just finished watering all the corn ground—so, around Mother’s Day, (if not before :0 )we will plant. Safely—because, after all, the snow is gone from the point on Grand Mesa. 🙂
Seijaku (say-jah-kool—–Japanese): Profound peace and stillness found in deep moments of solitude and gentle, quiet reflection. Seijaku reminds us that solitude isn’t loneliness. It’s a magical place of self-discovery and renewal.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I’ve been busy—lots o’curing here on my stretch of the farm
We have a wild rooster hanging with Boo Berry, Mom and Dad and myself
He really shouldn’t be here—-I keep telling him that, but he pretends to not understand Cat!
The other day I chased him clear to the hay swather!
Good Job, TLC! I told myself.
Then Mom (MOM!) feeds the squirrels—and the crows and the birds, and the raccoons. I have to make mad dashes at them
One day, Mom said—“That’s enough, TLC”!
“We can let everyone live here comfortably.”
HUMPH! So I went in and took a long, long nap.
Things will look better when I wake up.
TLC
I helped Mom! Whatever Mom wants, I want!
Boo Berry
The soft, cold violet twilight of winter has fled
The sky is now changing into the vibrant colors of summer.
But for a spell, we have the lemony yellow of spring!
Duende (n.) The mysterious power of art to deeply move a person
And for me —— the power of the sky lifts my soul!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Well, really, You can see the dirt, the leaves, and the sticks flying about
And you can get said mess in your eyes, your ears, and your hair!
Just say’n 🙂
Mundivagant (adj.) Meaning: Wandering through the world.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Isn’t he just beautiful!
He has decided to live in our yard, for some reason
Although I really would prefer he wouldn’t.
Because of this fur kid! I’m afraid if the male survives TLC, the female might not, and
And foresure the wee ones would be in lots of danger.
He is so pretty!
The sunlight glows upon his feather in such a marvelous way! I guess we wait and see what comes. But I do hope he decides to move along. Away from the
Guard cat.
Aspaldiko (Basque): The euphoria and happiness felt when catching up with someone you haven’t seen in a long time.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Bringing with it a terrible, nasty cold front
No matter the wind and nasty cold, the irrigation had to keep on keeping on
The pears, the prunes, and the sour cherries all froze.
We have these friendly little flowers!
Boketto (Japanese): The act of gazing vacantly into the distance without thinking.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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