Those flesh and blood creatures
Who share the farm with us.
The daily hum, of not just our movement on the farm
But the songs,
The physical movement
Even the air
The light.
All hooked together; like a large crochet bedspread.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Here we are— right smack dab in the middle of summer
The day dawned all goldened and glittery with sunshine splitting the over-night dark clouds
Gathering up his energy off Terry went—
2nd Cutting of Alfalfa—-we are smack dab in the middle of Summer now. (Third cutting of alfalfa will be at the ending of Summer 🙂 )
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
In this part of the farm, I often see
This little bunny and these two quails
Hanging out together.
Of course, we know they are not of the same species
But sometimes, even in the animal/bird world
There are those whose eyes don’t see the difference of others, but only the beauty.
Which fills up all the spaces in each other souls.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
We made it—
In spite of that relentless gallbladder dis-ease
And the many, many trips to the hospital
Getting rid of the gallbladder and having help from some pretty great neighbors
Our corn is knee-high by the Fourth of July!
May this Day be one of celebration for health, for happiness, and for this United States of American within which we live.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
I have new friends.
Loki-ta-Moki
Came to visit!
I got to play with his TAIL!
Loki LIKES ME!!!
LIKES ME!!
YAY! Another FRIEND!
TLC Cai-Cai
I often try to slip outside
Leaving the housework
And the yard work
I taking off on the four-wheeler
(a wee bird shadow)
To photograph birds.
Sometimes this guy screams loudly when ‘take-off’ occurs
Up into the sky
Landing on the dirt track.
I don’t care where I see them or what I find them doing.
I like watching for that one delight,
Of which, I hope my camera finger is fast enough
To snap.
It’s always such a treat for me
To be a tiny part
Of a bird’s summer day.
Ahh summer + birds + camera
Priceless!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
We worked all day Monday on loading up the dirt from the
settling pond
The pond is a mile from our farm
From 8-5, no stops in-between.
Thankfully there was no wind, or rain, only sun.
From morning (5 a.m.) until dark (9:30 p.m.) we were on the go; irrigation the first and last thing of the day.
We’ll have another ‘haul dirt day’ later this summer. 🙂
Now onto something else.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The world smells clean, fresh, intoxicating
The flowers seem polished; brighter
Although the ‘before’ wind was a tad hard of nests—Sigh.
Still, it feels like the world is whistling a jolly
And rather charming tune
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Our oldest daughter (and oldest child) was driving home from Grand Junction when the sun created an amazing arch.
That most ancient sign of hope
There was a perfect double rainbow, glittering among the cool raindrops, on the desert between Delta and Grand Junction.
A most welcoming, joyful sight!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
The wind and dirt arrived again
Making it hard to move around on the farm; littering the air and our mouths and noses and eyes
Along with the wind came RAIN Clouds
Lovely, soft, earth quenching, leaf cleaning, air freshening Exhilarating RAIN!
We’ve had a few days of off and on rain now!
It is indeed a beautiful, intoxicating, cheerful, enlivening THRILL!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
