‘There’s just something beautiful about walking on snow that nobody else has walked on. It makes you believe you are special.”—-Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home
For after all
What is a Miracle?
But another word for Magic?
(WE GOT MORE SNOW!!)
From my world to your heart!
Linda
Friday night our Grandson came to visit. He needed some help only Grandpa could provide, so for the first time in a very long time we had our fast growing up grandson ‘spending the night’.
Here he is measuring himself against Grandpa at Christmas.
One more inch to go and they are the same height!
Gosh, time flies when you become grandparents!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The air warmed up yesterday
Our world turned into mud
But this morning, as I write to you, there are huge fat fluffy flakes of snow filling in those paces whereby the melt had once occurred.
Delicate and soft like little tiny clouds drifting down to the earth.
Treasure each moment in your heart-each second is a true miracle.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Amazing things can happen through difficult circumstances. It is not the difficulty that decides the quality of your life: it is how you respond to it.”–Amy Lee Grant, Christian Gospel Singer
I am not a fan of winter. Those dreary dark days (of very short sunlight), BUT we have been so terribly dry here for the last great while, that SNOW is an amazing blessing
We had a million, or trillion, little flakes fall down during the night the day before Christmas Eve
And more magical snow last night on Christmas Day.
Our world is enchanting.
Also dripping and melting and WET!
But I’m not complaining…I am feeling very blessed. For if we have snow here
There is snow in the mountains.
And snow in the mountains means water next year!
Your friend on a western on a western Colorado farm
Linda
For all of those who celebrate Christmas this time of year; for those of you who celebrate other winter celebrations around the world…
Terry and I wish you Happiness and Peace. That your days are filled in ways that bring you great fulfillment, love, and enchantment at being alive.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
“What is Christmas? It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace.”—Agnes M. Pharo
Merry Christmas to each and every one!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I am always entranced by the moon
There is such an excitement where the full moon is concerned
The playfulness of the clouds as they shadow the glow
Sometimes I like to just sit on the outdoor swing
Watching the clouds play softly with the moon.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
On, Friday, December 21, 51 years ago Terry and I were married
But since this coming Friday, December 21, it is Boomer’s day to tell his story; I’m posting this one day in advance.
Over time as the seasons’ changed so did our hands. We wear our histories on our hands, it seems.
But that isn’t all, for from those long-ago days of ‘beginnings’ we have added to our lives beautiful souls, who make each and every day a marvel.
From my heart to your world.
Linda
Terry and I were oiling the top of the snowmachine trailer
when I happened to look over by the canal and saw a cow meandering happily down the fence in the other field!
Terry took off down the long lane and shut the gate to our road, and opened the gate between our place and the other place.
Being a young cow— first-year heifer—she thought about throwing a wee fit, but also being very pregnant she decided running with a huge weight in her middle was just not going to happen she walked down the long lane until she got to our yard.
Then deciding NO ONE WAS GOING TO TELL HER WHAT TO DO….she crossed the dry canal, ran onto my lawn, ran to the corner of the yard and neatly jumped the electric fence, not even touching a hoof to the wire.
Next step for us was to find out where she jumped out and fix the fence there.
Our neighbors, next door, are big farmers and just finishing up the last of their corn.
Boomer and I helped.
Later we all took a small walk as the sun went down.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
What is Old Magic, someone might ask
To me, it is the song of the Earth—-the song the Earth always sings every moment of each and every second of our lives…the Song of Beginning
The song of NEW, the song of Pure and total Joy!
It’s a Bold song, truly!
But one that all animals living on the earth can feel.
Even us…if we care to listen.
It’s always present, sweet, undulating
Ethereal…
An echo of a continuing prayer
Everything is all part of that space between breaths—which make up this lifetime I call Gathering.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 