A Bumble Bee
Four-wheeler
Bird chasing bug (see the bug?)
Zooming Pheasant and Bird flying up fast from being scared
And of course
Horsepower!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Sometimes, Terry and I
Get just plain
Tired.
The constant,
constantness of keeping the farm up and running
Keeping the yard
In tip-top shape,
Tells us…it’s time to go live a wee bit of a dream
To feel the wind blowing through our hair and the sun-drenching the car
We come home, feeling new-born, rested.
Like the earth after a rainstorm.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We took a wee ride in the late evening air…
The crescent moon gliding through patches of simmering clouds —gradually gave way to clouds; gathered and darkened—- promising rain somewhere—either where we were driving or in the distance
Although, the clouds were gray and low; the drops of rain stayed off as we started back home.
Then the miracle appeared!
The sun shining between a slit in the clouds scattered in the west
A partial rainbow or a sundog (omen of cooler weather to arrive in three days). I wasn’t sure which one: sundog or rainbow…I did not care! To me it was beautiful!
Then the sun sank…
Turning the rain-filled western sky into a matching set of colors!
From my world to your heart!
Linda