Our world is still full of the song of the swallows—
But the signs are there. Sadly.
They are gathering now. Spending lots of time on the electric wire, chattering and singing.
I love these little birds! They are the last to come in the Spring
And the last to leave in the Summer.
Now they are starting to queue up, disciplining themselves for that long, long flight to other places
Only they know when it is time to take off.
I hope I get to see them gather into a large swirling murmuration;
So I can wave goodbye!
I got to do that ONCE! Only once in my 74 years. Maybe I will get to do it again.
Only time will tell.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The trouble with Rainbows is they never last!
The gift of a rainbow is the fact they never last!
A beautiful rainbow right here —with rain coming down on the plateau and putting out the fires!!
YAY!
RAINBOWS are just the best!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The days are starting to grow shorter and shorter–which is good in some ways and not so good in others.
It’s just a slight tip for right now, but the tipping will continue on and on until we hit winter.
And there is firewood —sitting there waiting for me to use come October.
But for now, the sky—is still SUMMER YELLOW!
YAY!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The old Gods live with us, even now. They provide sparkles on the water, help the fields grow/turn green/ripen, and sing to us in the morning/noon/evening.
They gather close to us all the time, but only at the edges of our lives: the edge of morning, the edge of evening; edges.
But Glimmers—now—they come in all forms, (also).
Saturday—in the mail came a hand-made card from Far Side of Fifty.
Telling me I was in her thoughts.
Glimmers of goodness abound everywhere, always.
Thank you so much, Connie! The card was a lovely surprise-you are so talented. And your handwritten note is a true blessing.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
As you grow older and older you find out that you can not really live without the simple little things, those small joys which make up life.
And one of the small but (so exciting) joys is opening an email with a gift inside.
A luxurious snapshot of Sara’s farm, the sheep, and A HEART Cloud!
Lucky, lucky me!!
Thank you so much, Sara!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Another fire! Not far from the first one!
Smoke fills the rim of our sky and sometimes the whole sky.
Mom says there are other worse fires out there in the world.
What we all need right now is RAIN!
Without lightning and thunder.
Boo Berry and TLC
Gosh, time has flown–-FAST!
Bladen left for San Antonio on Monday, August 21, 2023 9:00 in the morning.
Linkin leaves for the same base come Monday, August 28, 2023, at Nine O’clcock.
Blink from darling little babies to adults. Taking their belief in America to the next level.
Boot Camp will end by the end of October then on their special assignments for the next four years. Bladen is going to Biloxi, Mississippi, and Linkin will stay in San Antonio
Love you, kids! Good Luck! Have Fun!
Grammy and Grandpa
Yep! Us!
I had sat the game camera down (heading out to the corn field to see if I can photo the deer).
These two wanted in—so I helped them by opening the door! 🙂
Caught on Camera!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
August is that point in time when things are moving toward a huge change
If you spend all your time inside a building or a car you won’t notice anything
Until the slow movement has stirred itself into true
Fall.
But, if you are like Terry and me, outside much of the time—you will realize the gift we are being given—
The sun still sending us heat and the cooler mornings heading toward Autumn.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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