A winter moon all the way from the northwest of the U.S.A.
Thank you, Meadowlark!
Love,
Linda
A Gift from Meadowlark—-Thursday, January 19, 2017
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Category Archives: Life on a Colorado Farm
Dancing in Shadows—-Wednesday, January 18, 2017
We had sun for awhile yesterday! And the temperature rose enough to dry up some of the mud.
The heavy clouds cleared and the moon unfurled itself over the farm— lighting Boomer’s and my path with silent silver mysterious and wild moonbeams. Like the flutter of an angel’s wing.
Today the sun rose in an almost clear sky!
The late setting moon drifted fast toward the west making the moonlight pulse rather than flicker, in the soft yellow sunbeams, which fell all around the sun-starved earth. Giving the air, the sleeping trees and plants and the drying earth a glow even an angel would enjoy.
So off I am to work in the woodpile—there are logs which need splitting, kenneling to split and gather, plus a few other tasks I couldn’t do because of the mud. Terry is working on getting the snowmachines ready to take to mountains.
As for Boomer…he can look for news!
From my world to your heart!
Linda
Our Weather Report—-Tuesday, January 17, 2017
We went from this
To this and have stayed at this for weeks now. Rain and rain and even more rain.
Sigh! The days are long and grey and boring and ever so nasty.
Still it seems like there is always something that needs to be done.
I’m looking forward to walking with Boomer in the SUNSHINE! Where we throw shadows on the ground and our feet don’t collect mud!
But not yet! Not today. Not for awhile. Another big storm system is heading in here in a day or so, until then just know that I am
Dreaming of those hot summer nights some place in the future!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
An Arizona Birthday Present—Monday, January 16, 2017
Teri McIntire Nothum Pretlow
Sent to me—
A very wonderful Birthday rainbow!
Thank you so much, Teri!
Love,
Linda
That Incredible Wonderful Moon—Sunday, January 15, 2017
In a rather desperate search for a full moon photo—I kept waking-up off and on throughout two nights searching for a time the moon was not covered in clouds.
Waiting (but not very patiently) hoping for that single wonderful photo.
Gradually the clouds parted, the stars singing loudly in the long, long night
Moonbeams shattered the mist fill land and melted into a cold silver and blue light.
While Boomer checked things — I stood in the shadow moonbeams and ghostly clouds.
From my world to your heart!
Linda
An Irish Rainbow—Thursday, January 12, 2017
Erin sent to me (and to you) a wonderful January Rainbow from the Emerald Isle–
Both ends of a rainbow, taken from inside my work building today (hence the window-smut, sorry). I actually was made fun of for taking these pictures, until I told them they were for a friend who collected rainbows from all over the world. This one is Ballyhaunis, Co Mayo, Ireland.
No snow here, as you can see!
💚
What a joy! Thank you so much, Erin!
Love,
Linda
For a Spell—a Tiny, but Delightful Spell—-Wednesday, January 11, 2016
The clouds blew away and the sun came out! Our temperatures rose to 50*, and the animals and I went outside and danced in the sun’s rays!
It was a joy!
The sun threw shadows and light on what drifts remained.
Then all too soon that beautiful golden orb slipped behind the Uncompahgre Plateau
And was gone!
But for a brief moment in time we were flooded with light!
From my world to your heart!
Linda
A Restlessness in the Air—Tuesday, January 10, 2017
As I wrote yesterday—the morning was chill and cold. Icicles had grown long and pointed, a testament to the slight melt and continued bone chilling air we had been having.
The little birds were restless, as were the other animals…a shifting of here and there. I thought possibly it was a search for food…the need to fill up to prepare for a long journey or another onslaught of storms.
Then a melt occurred! Snow fell off the roof of the house with a loud bam, snow melted out of the tire wells, giving the car tires a much needed relief from packed snow, AND puddles arrived in the yard where once snow drifts lay.
I was able to get a few things done the snow drifts had stopped me from doing. It was a relief.
Then around 10:30 last night a huge ice storm roared in, with a voice like an archangel!
This morning we can hear the sound of tires slipping and sliding on the pavement a mile away, as drivers head to work, forgetting to go slow.
Just because the pavement looks dry….
It’s still slick out there!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I Miss the Sun—Monday, January 9, 2016
We are socked in again. The sky is thick with clouds and the scent of snow is live in the air.
Sigh!
My mind, my heart and my soul misses the sun.
Even a tiny sliver of sunrise would be nice.
Or a quick peak at the sun as it vanishes into the night!
Any sunlight would be nice.
Until then…
I’ll know that the mountains are filling up with snow…snow means melt come spring, melt means full reservoirs and water for irrigation! YAY!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The Bitter Cold Says Hush, Be Still—Sunday, January 8, 2017
It’s cold here! So cold that your lungs feel frozen when you try to breathe.
There is a hush upon the land, a stillness that says…shhhh, step softly, go carefully, do not disturb the silence of the sleeping earth.
The woodstove is a blessing!
Still there is a wonderful beauty of the evening sky—the jagged pink line of snow covered mountains
As the setting sun brings to us the darkness…flowing in quietly all around us
The brilliance fading into gray.
Still the moon, that heart stopping brightly glowing moon, teases me with the thought I could grab a bare branch, of the highest tree, and swing like a trapeze artist.
If I could do so I would be able to catch myself on the hook of that growing moon. Then I would skip and jump from one glowing star to another— walking among the vault of heaven, which arches over our magnificent earth.
From my world to your heart
Linda
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