The Earth’s Blessing —- Thursday, November 21, 2019

While out-and-about, looking at the sky through the tiny lens on my camera

The two hens and Beaglie following me

Mindy choosing to NOT get in the way of two hens (they like to chase her–making her a wee bit unnerved.)

I happened upon a lovely gift of  heart…waiting there in the shadows of other rocks

A marvelous gift all dressed in gray!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

It was a Hard Time. A Bad Time, But all is Well Now —- Wednesday, November 20, 2019

A few weeks ago, I was bitten ON THE LIP, by a

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Jumping Spider

I know it was a Jumping spider because I caught and killed it…gross thing.

It took me forever to over-come it.

First, my bottom lip looked like I had a Cold Sore…A HUGE Cold Sore!  Like HUGE!

The pain was like spear thrusts on my lip, in my gums, my tongue swelled…

Then the venom traveled into my nasal passages and my throat and my ear canal

It was like I had a cold, but not like a cold…it was horrible

After two weeks I had to go to the Doctor and get a shot. I just could not fight it anymore. Terry started to get worried, and to tell the truth, so did I.

Even after the shot, the left side of my face swelled up so much I looked like I had collagen shots on the left side of my face ONLY

The right side was as wrinkled as before, BUT with the big fat left side, it looked even more wrinkled 🙂

Then the headaches started, and the earache, plus the continued running nose.

But, actually, by that point (two weeks ago)  I was feeling better and

knew I wouldn’t be whirling away with the spirits of the dead.

So…………..today I can say only my ear pain is left…and it is diminishing.

What a long process!  But I made it!

(And I didn’t let it get me — I still went for walks, took photos, had company, bought groceries and continued the best I could with long, long naps in-between—it’s been a haul, but I’m here now. YAY! )

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

In the Golden Indian Summer Days —- Tuesday, November 19, 2019

Before the huge storm blows in tonight or tomorrow, or whenever it happens to hit

(The weather people are clanging the warning bell, even as I write this)

(The alfalfa is frozen, but still showing color)

I thought I would show you the last flickering lights of our Indian Summer paradise—a wee piece of afternoon warmth before the temperatures plunging into December levels and pale wintery sunlight

We are very dry again. Although the shadows on the road are lovely.

The unharvested corn has gone from golden to pale yellow

I saw a possible Sundog, as Mindy and Boomer and I were taking a wee walkabout.

Storm coming in they say….maybe so, only time will tell. (As my Momma used to say)

Until then it is a beautiful Indian Summer.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

A Little Madness is Delightful—-Monday, November 18, 2019

After a predictably BORING morning,

There is nothing better than to shatter the calm

With a little bit of WILD horseplay!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

(And T’Ata plus Glory)

For Two Nights and One and 1/2 Days —- Sunday, November 17, 2019

It wasn’t a long visit,

But was a very nice visit…then noon came today

And they were gone.

Sigh!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— We Take A Golden Walk, Mindy Kit-Kat, Friday, November 15, 2019

Hello!  It’s Me, Mindy-Lou, Min-Min, Kit-Cat Brown.  Today is MY day to visit with you!

I had a very busy night, last night.

I checked out this and that and all things

around Mom’s yard.

Then I came in and took a very long nap right on my bed on the BIG Bed.

Then I got up and ate lunch headed outside; I had lots of stuff to do before it got dark.

There is lots of work for a busy kitty on the farm.

BUT the best part of the whole day yesterday WAS a walk with Mom, Dad, and Boomer

in the Golden light.

You see when the sun started sitting the whole world turn GOLD!

It was beautiful!

So Beautiful

I had to run and jump and skittered here and there and everywhere.

Mom said the Golden Light made her feel the same way.

(Dad and Boomer said they don’t get it…it just felt cold to them and time to head back inside.)

But Mom and I got it…so I guess it must be a girl thing…loving that Golden Light.

Mindy

 

Two Gifts from the Earth’s Heart —-Thursday, November 14, 2019

These little kids, (teenagers, really)

Are Mom (Gambol Quail)

and Dad’s last of the summer’s bevy, (or flock). And they look like they are all boys!

They LOVE to see me head over with my sack of black oil sunflower seeds, waiting patiently for me to appear, ride up…then fluttering off to sit in the old tree while I spread out all the seeds.

I love feeding them, our farm is full of wildlife, for I believe a farm without wildlife is empty land.

While there I looked down, where I had walked many, many times and saw

Shining there in the tracks on the road was a HEART!

What a dazzling find!

Moving on, from feeding my wild creatures, I went down to see Shannon’s goats, horses Black Beauty

I found another Heart!

 

Wonderful, gentle gifts to warm my soul!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

On a Late Autumn Afternoon—-Wednesday, November 13, 2019

Under a darkening sky

The geese steadily winging their way to the Upper End and the harvested pinto bean field

Beaglie and I headed over to feed the creatures

Waiting patiently for their yummy snacks

At the equipment storage area. 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

In the Hidden Glimmer of Cloud Covered Moonlight—Tuesday, November 12, 2019

The sunset casting orange and pink lights along the Western sky; flinging light of soft pale pink, orange, and lavender in the East.

The full moon of November (the Beaver Moon) 

Rose quickly through the high, scudding, pink-colored clouds

Casting a half-light on the high branches of the freeze-dried leaves.

Shrouded in lavender clouds the full moon’s light

Petenerated, in a soft glow.

(And I was there to see 🙂  )

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

The Moon-lighted Darkness— Monday, November 11, 2019

On a wee walk-about in

The moon-washed world

Boomer and I strolled taking photos in the November cold

The vibrations of the night were full of ghosts, sprites, elves, and Winter-time dwarves.

Prowling silently throughout the darkening land.

These wee unseen creatures stalking alongside the predators of the night

Shimmering mysteriously suddenly there

Adding to the unusualness of a star caught in the glow of the moon.

The world…strange, glowing, twinkling

Everything and everyone in the shadowy darkness

All caught in the silver moonlight.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda