Pages Turn–Sunday, August 2, 2015

Oh! Surprisingly I still have Columbines blooming. Usually by this time the heat has caused them to fade, set seed and preparing for next spring. But here they are…big, bold and beautiful!

Off now to finish water the yard and getting the house in place.

Your friend,

Linda

A Remembrance —Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Posted on August 5, 2015 by Dayphoto

Today is my mother’s birthday. She was born in 1929. She left us five days after her birthday in the year 2000.

The missing never ends for those we love, does it? There have been so many who have gone before. Today…the people of my youth, my blood family, my friend and sister of my heart are all gone. There is only my brother and I. We are two left from many.

Although, we both have children and grandchildren, so the line of life stretches ever onward…and onward the way it should.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Tiny Bits of Magic—Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Posted on August 4, 2015 by Dayphoto

I’ve been working in my yard…weeding.

I have company coming on Thursday.

I want to get my yard weeded and watered then I will straighten the house. I have the windows washed and the floors mopped anything other than that isn’t going to happen.

These little acts are protection against my worrying about worrying.

A bit of preservation of the mind.

Once they have come, I will not think about those things again. Just enjoy the time together.

Your friend on a Western Colorado Farm,

Linda

The Sound of Water—Monday, August 3, 2015

Posted on August 3, 2015 by Dayphoto

The storms are building again. We have had two days of fall like weather…pleasantly cool and moisture filled. As I write this the sun is shining, but the clouds are building over the Uncompahgre Plateau (Un-come-pah-gray, with the accent on the pah). They say we will have heavy rain this afternoon.

Today my daughter and the grandchildren leave for their home in Craig, Colorado. This time (the leaving) always makes me sad. Although, I know in a week or so we will get to have Linkin for a spell. And we will make a short trip to Craig, to take Linky home after our week with her.

The space in-between won’t be THAT long, it just the fact there is a space. I’m sure all you parents out there understand. Of course the children, who have moved away only see this as necessary …. and an adventure.

It’s the leaving part.

I remember my Grandmother standing forlornly in her driveway waving her little hankie, tears in her eyes, (as we would drive away) all those many years ago. And we weren’t going far….

Today I walk a mile in her worn and battered shoes. I will kiss each one good-bye, and wave sadly, but with a brave smile on my face. (I hope), but the sound of water loud in my ears.