One thing I think I can say is I truly enjoy is using my camera.
It stitches together the beginning of everything, within my very ordinary day
My camera records small details,
Which seem like nothing, but are the foundation and the clouds and the air in-between
The years are flying by, we are aging now
My camera the daily recording of memories — for we never know when our souls are called.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
As the daylight fades, the animals and I try to make the best of the time left before evening, where the next sound will be only of breathing.
Later, much later, on a wee walk-about in the dark of an ice-bound night
We watched the moon illuminate the sky
Then two stars flickering beside the silver moon, in the immense dark heavens.
Blessings so greatly abound—if we just look for them. 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Last fall I was bitten by a Jumping Spider—here is where I blogged about it
Nasty creature.
Anyway, I gradually healed up. Life went on.
Then a new thing occurred…teeth (not just tooth pain) but random floating moving pain and bone pain involving my teeth.
Miserable.
I found it hard to concentrate. Then I found myself only doing what was necessary because of the pain.
I went to the dentist, talked with my medical doctor…had a new filling put in, took Advil, hot packs/cold packs; you name it.
Gradually my mouth felt like it was breaking apart tiny bit by tiny bit.
Finally, it has been decided the pain is a result— a sort of residue, of the ulceration and a weird-like tissue death, from the spider bite.
The whole thing rather caused me to think way too loudly —mainly at night when trying to sleep 🙂
BUT!
At least I know now.
At least I can rest and not have my thoughts gather and disappear down a rabbit hole.
I can go forward into my new normal
Accepting the new creation in my body
Where pain didn’t exist before
It isn’t anything that I can’t live with, now that I understand it
It can’t break me. It is just the new normal.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The fog as been beautiful the last two days
So thick and dense clinging to anything it possibly can—making me feel lost in a wonderland
I love being out in it…the air so heavy it settles on my skin, hair, clothing
Gradually the sun starts to burn through the frozen frost making the corn bales look like french knots on an embroidered lacy field
It takes a while for the earth to brighten and melt, but for a short lovely time our farm and the surrounding area feels like another time
Another planet where everything is impossibly different
I love being out in frozen fog; for the peace it brings
Then it melts and scatters; leaving the blue, blue sky.
It’s all love for me…there are so many things to love—right here, right now.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I opened my email the other day to find a gift to me from Senior Hiker
The bright promise of an amazing rainbow, within the middle of a sun crested storm cloud.
WOW!
Thank you so much, Senior. Hiker! This is outstanding!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm!
Linda
Chapter Three
It wasn’t long before Mindy got tired of my checking out the safety of the farm.
“This is just plain boring, Boomer.” Mindy whined, “Cats don’t like sniffing around and checking out things, we like to MOVE!”
“Well, you better like it…there are other fur animals out there who LIKE to EAT cats! Since, I rather like you, I want to make sure it’s safe for us.
With that I took off, sniffing here and there and here and there, while Mindy sat on the fence and glared at me.
Too bad, I thought. I MUST make sure we are safe.
It was while I was sniffing here and there Mom and Dad came out.
I joyfully ran over to them wagging my tail…and I must confess…completely forgetting all about Mindy and the adventure we were going to go on.
Meanwhile—-Mindy didn’t forget.
Gathering her feet—
off she went leaving everyone behind.
We begin a new and marvelous adventure in the year 2020.
But, before we move forward, I thought I would show you an interesting little adventure we had with a log from the fireplace.
We had a log that was creating a huge problem for us, so we took it out of the fireplace, loaded it into the wheel barrel. Terry then placed it in a bucket, which I filled with water.
Topping the bucket with a lid, we decided to leave the bucket in place until the holes in the bucket drained all the water out of it.
Mindy and Boomer were fascinated by this strange object sitting the middle of the road
I enjoyed watching their interest at this odd thing in the wrong place.
The next day we dumped the log out of the can, whereby I then had charcoal. I waited until the log unfroze; took it into the woodstove, and had a long and glorious fire. A nice little gift.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
All this farmer and his farmer wife want
Wishing for each and every one of you an enchanting, boisterous, glorious new decade and a vibrant New Year!
Your friends on a western Colorado farm,
Linda, Terry, Boomer, and Mindy
Today is the last day of the whole decade—WOW!
And tomorrow starts another set of ten years. Not just a New Year but the beginning of a whole new decade!
I’ve erased this post several times…it’s so hard to put into words what I am thinking and feeling.
But I decided to go ahead and give it a whirl:
I am going to practice daily until it becomes who I am
My mother and her parents, my grandparents, were very kind and generous people. Always helping those who needed a little help.
Forgetting that service people have feelings, get tired, have to put up with ugly and rude customers.
A decent tip goes a long way to saying—You did a nice job. Thank you.
My Daddy always said the quickest way to lose friends is to discuss politics and religion. I believe him.
I want my blog and my FaceBook page and myself to show to you that very invisible but strongly felt emotion of unconditional love and acceptance.
But for me that is just trying—there are so many other things I want to do with my time.
The time that is going fast now in my elder years.
Still, I will try. (to dust more 🙂 )
From my heart to your heart,
Linda
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A great big very cold wind came up the other day
Bringing to us later that night
A frozen world of extremely cold temperatures
Although, not much snow.
And the nasty biting wind
there is a promise of a wee melt soon
Typical of winter in our part of the world.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 