Vadarae (doesn’t she have the loveliest name?) wrote: “A good morning gift to you! 
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I always think of God’s promise and you when I see a rainbow! Have a good day. A bit cooler here today. Vadarae
Oh! Thank you so very, very much!
Linda
Later—caught by the game camera—over the fence into the corn and a whole herd of them.
I went out later to see if the corn was knocked over—nope, you would never know if the camera didn’t show us!
As silent as a whisper—these fellow creatures!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
YES!!!
A perfect shot!
(And it didn’t see me!!!! YAY!)
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I still find JOY in seeing the baby ears starting to form on the corn!
YAY!!!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Hummmm
There is something up there
Maybe…
I can
“NO!” Mom yelled. “YOU STOP THAT, TLC!!!!”
(Dang it!)
TLC
We GOT rain! Thankfully the hay is all in and stacked.
RAIN! Beautiful wonderful Rain!
And we got a smidge of something—rainbow, sundog, something. I’ll take a sundog–it means a cool down.
The full moon through the rain clouds was Stunningly beautiful!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We had a wind come up—scattering tired heavy weary leaves everywhere.
We sure need a cool down.
Maybe some rain, now that the hay is in! 🙂
I love Summer, but not so much this year.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm.
An epiphany happens with you suddenly have a flash
And enlightenment.
Maybe this wasn’t a true epiphany, but it sure was a huge change to the massive heatwave we’ve been having.
A few little sprinkles occurred while we worked at finishing up the hay field.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We are stacking as fast as we can
And it’s leaving just as fast!
YAY!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Have you noticed (wherever you live) there is no absolute silence anymore?
Even the most remote spots have the presence of a roar in jets or distant traffic
(see the bunny?)
Welcome sounds of liquid bird songs—-always welcome
And the dappled shadows of gently rustling leaves in the breeze
A soothing delight.
The sounds of silence eddying gently
Bringing with it a tiny rainbow—a source of huge delight.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 