Angels Walked—Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Posted on May 24, 2016 by Dayphoto

Today I am doing ever so much better! I thank you, each and every one!

I have this theory, in which I try to live my life. Something I practice everyday. Well, actually I have a theory within a theory.

I call my theory the Begats— what we think Begats more of what we think…therefore if we are angry…think angry thoughts — act out anger all the time we then draw to us more and more anger. We begin living in anger. (Or Sadness or depression or peace, or joy, or happiness!)

(Work is always a great healer–we started cutting down an old dead walnut tree yesterday. The tree died several years ago. We left it for an owl roost. Last year the trunk started to split; fearing damage to the fence or building it was now time to remove it.)

The other part of my theory is—one of the greatest gifts you can give someone is the gift to see, and do, and be, whatever it is, they want to see and do and be.

As we worked I sent out love and mentally drew joy to me. I also snipped out the horrible thoughts and replaced them with joy for myself. Gradually I grew better.

I read all your wonderful warm and loving comments to me. Your words of care flowed over me and glowed in my heart.

They continue to glow even today for your words, thoughts, hugs, and prayers give me a small shield, whereby the ‘bad’ things can only bounce off, ringing like a bell, then vibrating into silence.

Some of you even sent me rainbows! (this one all the way from Co Mayo, Ireland)

Your concern and care is amazing! If I close my eyes and feel the soft movement, of this morning’s breeze, I can also feel something else touched my shoulders, very gently.

The Angels Walked Yesterday and they were You!

I most humbly Thank you!

From my heart to your world,

Linda

The Hollow Place in My Heart—-Monday, May 23, 2016

Posted on May 23, 2016 by Dayphoto

Sometimes I my heart breaks…I’m sorry. But it does. Today I’m having a hard time. Please forgive my short post. Tomorrow I hope to be back to myself. I want more than anything to get back into that place of joy that is the most basic of happiness.

I need to gather the pieces of myself again. To snip off those offending, worrying thoughts.

I hate to even write this, but I promised myself I would always write the truth to you. That my blog posts would be sincere, honest and full of candor. This blog would verify my approach to the world.

My connection to you real.

Sometimes I wish I could reach into the future and see the outcome of that which is worrying me…but the reality is: I’m glad I can’t.

Your friend,

Linda

Go Forth Today—-Sunday, May 22, 2016

Posted on May 22, 2016 by Dayphoto

Go forth today, my friends each and everyone—

Reach out to those things that touch your heart, your mind and your soul

I wish for you peace and healing a joy this day

May you find that rare thing—a break from all your worries and stress

A day of feeling young again!

Love,

Linda

Gifts from Nature—Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Posted on May 18, 2016 by Dayphoto

My first gift from nature is a new bird to my feeders! I am so excited!

A Western Tanager! I’ve never seen one here before. The website says they are woodland birds. It just may be passing through. Only time will tell.

The bears are back. A mom bear (sow) and one cub have been spotted (several times) just below our farm…running along the fence line. Another bear has been bothering a bee hive over about two miles from us.

Saturday is the first day of May’s Full Moon…this year it is a Blue Moon complete with a sighting of Mars!!! You can read all about it here!

I hope the sky is clear for you, wherever you might be! To see the bright, bright light of the moon and the red planet Mars will be a gift of a lifetime!

Love,

Linda

The Rhythm of My Days—-Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Posted on May 17, 2016 by Dayphoto

Sometimes I’m asked if I ever get bored—now that I’m retired from a paying job.

(A past photo)

No actually, I never get bored! I do get restless, sometimes. But never bored.

There always seems to be something to do or to see or to experience—-right here on the farm. Those small little creatures which keep my mind from wandering into dullness.

Winter will ‘do me in’ with it’s terrible cold and long dreary days. But I’m not bored. The frozen outside has stilled the voices of trees and water. The winter animals and birds are desperately on the hunt for food and survival, the sounds chill on the air with the low slung arc of the sun.

I bought my bedding plants yesterday and will plant them today. I will work digging the little holes needed for each small plant listening to the voices murmuring in the trees and the water of the canal, as I carefully water and fill in the soil around each plant. Terry and I will repair the outside furniture, set an arch he made for me, and I will start painting the trim and benches in the gardens. I will paint, then weed, and trim, and prune as the sun travels across the sky.

With love from my world to your heart!

Linda

A New Storm Comes In—Monday, May 16, 2016

Posted on May 16, 2016 by Dayphoto

After a time of warm a new storm arrived on a stiff breeze, almost wind.

The wind was fragrant full of green things growing, moisture in the clouds and the sharp tang of Chico’s and Rabbit Brush.

It’s cold today, with scattered sighting of sunshine. The gift of moisture and life!

Love,

Linda

The Enchantment in Work—Sunday, May 15, 2016

Posted on May 15, 2016 by Dayphoto

There is tremendous satisfaction from pulling weeds out of the soil. Backbreaking and endless the chore, but it always gives me a sense of triumph.

My yard is a series of rooms..flung around the edges of the lawn. Tearing the roots of thistles, bind-weed, wild grasses single-minded in the sun and the heat. (I love the sun and the heat. Love it!)

I ripped and tore with tremendous concentration–covering 1/2 acre…stopping only at the end of the day.

feeling the soil give up the stubborn root; the foe lying defeated in my wheelbarrow

The farm yard felt calm and empty as I worked. Pleasant, peaceful, healing!

(some of the above photos were taken previously, as is this one)

I still have the east side of the house to do, but today is Sunday. And it’s trying to rain. I played hookey (just this morning) from changing water, letting Terry get the early morning sets! I’ll be back out there at noon and beyond. Right now I’m taking a wee break!

I love the silence of solitude.

Love,

Linda

One of Those Long Restless Nights—-Thursday, May 12, 2016

Posted on May 12, 2016 by Dayphoto

I had one of those long restless nights last night.

You know the kind, whereby you toss and turn, your mind going over all the things you need to do, things you wish you could have done better—everything and anything…

Things that make you wake up in alarm, even though you didn’t think you were sleeping.

Even a walk in the dark with Sam and Boomer left me restless and wide-awake—as if I had drank too much tea.

Gradually along about 4 in the morning peace came over me. The quiet of the night pushing me past the edge of restless dreams into real sleep. Of course first light was in an hour. 🙂

I get up at 5 in the morning. Always. Always.

Things are so much worse in the dark!

Routine is such a part of contentment; night fears fade away.

From my world to your heart!

Linda

Earth, Air, and Water—-Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Posted on May 11, 2016 by Dayphoto

The wind shredded the clouds late last evening, leaving the setting sun to send streaks of color through the spaces in the racing cirrus.

The farm and the farm yard were quiet, but in a way of gratitude; from life giving water, and for the burst of sunshine coming from the descending sun.

Walking outside I breathed deeply…taking in big draughts of fresh, wet air. The sun, the leaving storm, the sweet smell of green plants, the thick odor of fresh turned earth; all interlaced with the smell of the storm; a subtle hint of lingering ozone.

Here I stood in all the elements of power, and goodness, and beauty.

Twilight was rising from farm to the plateau, then onto the canyons in the west. Night started swallowing the ground, but still Boomer and I stayed; walking along the muddy farm roads watching the earth join the brilliance of the evening sky!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Corn Dinner Pheasant Style—-Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Posted on May 10, 2016 by Dayphoto

Terry, Boomer and I walked out to the middle field, to check on how the corn was doing. I lugged along my yellow bucket of soaked corn. We soak up dried corn; making it soft so the pheasants and deer will eat it instead of eating the sprouted seeds.

I missed a couple of days due to the rain and extreme mud. That is all it took…see those holes…that is pheasant beaks pecking into the row looking for just sprouting corn.

This is an up close and personal hole…you can even see the little roots left after those starving pheasant cobbled up the soft corn.

Sigh!

Anyway…I scattered 40 pounds of nice soft corn everywhere I could see pheasant poop. It will keep them busy for two days, after which I will take more up to them. Once the little leaves make it to the surface the pheasants will leave the corn alone.

The next worry won’t occur until the corn starts to grow an ear, then the deer come out in force…nothing yummier to deer than the corn silks.

I saw this delightful little Gambol’s Quail when I was scattering seed. These little birds will enjoy some soft corn also. I love hearing their calls. Go here to hear them for yourself.