What is Left After Hope —Thursday, June 9, 2022

Posted on June 9, 2022 by Dayphoto

Maybe the better way to phrase the question

After Hope

Then what?

Why—Faith!

This means—take a few steps at a time toward mini-goals

Even if you can only see your own feet

Then belive in yourself,

Do not let your mistakes define you

Then gradually, gradually the way

The way will be clear—your steps firm

The final destination is clear.

Hope, then faith, and action—one step at a time, is all it takes.

(And—I know, all of this can be hard to see and do. But this is really all the Universe asks of us—)

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

In a World of Dreaded Monsters —Wednesday, June 8, 2022

Posted on June 8, 2022 by Dayphoto

Monsters that leap (listening/reading/thinking about the “news”)

and dance, (all our politicians, who live in candy houses — here and there, worldwide and local)

grab you as you cross over bridges, (fuel prices)

and parade through our nightmares (cost of living, work problems, not enough money to go around)

There is always hope! Once you understand Hope, you can not understand again)

(This is our first rainbow of the late Spring/Summer—what a huge delight!)

From my world to your heart,

One Thing About It—Tuesday, June 7, 2022

Posted on June 7, 2022 by Dayphoto

Life on a farm

Is never Boring

Each and every day’s activities

Are Tangible.

The yard adds an expansive bit of work

Each ‘job’

Every bit of movement

Is a note on a scale

writing a symphony

A series of rhymes

That will complete itself at harvest.

A bit of magic to give back to the Earth

At the same time giving us the joy of work.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Whipping Gusts of Wind —- Monday, June 6, 2022

Posted on June 6, 2022 by Dayphoto

Not only filling your eyes, ears, nose, and HAIR

Full of dirt!

It has a tendency to whip your words away!

.Even on a clear day the dirt devils fling bits of this and that here and Up THERE!

In spite of all that…Linkin found a Heart Rock just for me! (and for her)

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

When Bone Weary Exhaustion Hits —- Sunday, June 5, 2022

Posted on June 5, 2022 by Dayphoto

You come back feeling an electric zing of

REFRESHMENT!

Nothing like the wind in your hair, a fast car, and a break from all the work!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Adventures of TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Farm Adventures, Working with Mom, June 3, 2022

Posted on June 3, 2022 by Dayphoto

When Dad goes out to the farm with one of his HUGE, BIG, LOUD machines

Mom goes into her yard, or out by the farm buildings, or into the corrals, or something or other.

The second I hear the back door open and then shut

I know Mom is outside somewhere.

Someplace.

Somewhere.

I stop what I’m doing and start looking for Mom.

Sometimes I look for Mom in a sneaky way—like hide here and there.

Hide under this.

Or that.

Then I walk very quietly to Mom

Sit down and wait for Mom to notice me.

Other times I run down the road

As fast as I can.

Soon as I get to Mom, I start rubbing myself all along her legs.

Either way, Mom always stops and gives me really nice rubs and pets

Then Mom ‘gets to work’

Sometimes that means dragging the hose all over the lawn

Or loading up the wheel barrels with shovels, rakes, and the hoe

Other times it means Mom sits down on the side of the flowerbeds and starts grabbing the weeds

No matter what Mom starts doing I hang around with her

I hang around

And around

And—

This is so sooooo boring.

I don’t mind waiting and waiting if there is a mouse to torment

catch

But just laying in the shade, under a big leaf, waiting on Mom

IS—-

I’m done!

See you later, there are things to do, and mice to catch!

TLC Cai-Cai

Finders Keepers — Thursday, June 2, 2022

Posted on June 2, 2022 by Dayphoto

WOW! Look at this!!!

Gotta hurry and scarf this down

Maybe just pack the cheeks and take it home.

Later that day —

I smell FOOD!

I know I do

Where is the food? There are little chips all over the place.

Well, clean up the crumbs as fast as I can.

What?!

Gone?

Even the crumbs?!

Even the crumbs!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Lingering, Hovering, Whispering, I Am Here—Wednesday, June 1, 2022

Posted on June 1, 2022 by Dayphoto

A year ago, on May 4th I had

a four-wheeler wreck when the shovel I was carrying

Slipped and flipped under the back tire wheel

I broke the knuckle straight across and knocked a chip out of it.

Well, time moves on. The physicians told me there really wasn’t anything they could do.

It would heal over time; ceasing to hurt.

It healed but it never stopped hurting.

Then around the last of this April, I tripped on the Gas hose, while fueling my car.

This time I knocked the little joint out of place

Causing more pain to an already continuously painful finger

So—in making a long story short.

The hand specialist said there is nothing to be done. He said lots of other things and advised me on the purchase of a glove, to rest the tendons, and take pain meds.

Arthritis has taken over the first knuckle and will take over the tiny knuckle at the tip.

It just is how it is.

So there you have it: pain, lingering, hovering, whispering constantly—letting me know I have a little finger, which now hangs outside of the normal part of my hand, catching on things, finding little ways to let me know—

I carried the shovel in the wrong spot on my four-wheeler. Just in case I forget when I go out to change the water.

🙂

Just in case.

🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Sometimes I Catch Myself Holding My Breath — Tuesday, May 31, 2022

Posted on May 31, 2022 by Dayphoto

Sometimes, when things appear to become overwhelming,

I seem to have a hard time catching my breath

More than catching my breath

Actually, breathing!

It’s like I’m holding my breath

Bracing myself before the next shoe might fall

And, of course, the operative word

Is might.

And then— I learn that the Earth always says:

“Might” is a pretty vague word–

Believe, instead in Magic.

For Magic is right there existing for, and with, us— always, and evermore.

From my world to your Heart,

Linda

A Message from One Heart to Another Loved Heart — Monday, May 30, 2022

Posted on May 30, 2022 by Dayphoto

When I opened my email I read:

“I got another present for you today!

I never recall seeing one this low.

Maybe it’s my dad saying hello? He passed away this past Saturday. He was 86, a good man, and lived a great life, raising 10 kids with my saint of a mother, who is 86 and still going strong.

Dad was a big train enthusiast, both a real and a model collector. Right next to the side yard of his childhood home was a Frisco line.

In 1948, he saw and waved to and got a wave back from Harry Truman as he went by the house during his whistle-stop campaign.

After Mass yesterday, as the pallbearers were loading Dad’s casket into the hearse, a train horn went off.

I stated “You know how people say you often get a sign? Well, I think we just heard it.”

We all just started smiling and some laughing.

We all know there are no heavily traveled lines nearby within earshot. But there is a very, very, VERY seldom-used line about a mile away. In short, it’s almost NEVER used. Ever since I was a kid.

The timing couldn’t have been more perfect.

“All is and shall be well.” That is my definite conclusion.

I just thought you might be interested in that.

Hope all is well!

It is here, even under the circumstances.”