Magic (or Miracles, if you prefer) Belong to the Realm of Spirits—-Monday, January 28, 2019

I believe, that the gods (or God) talk to us

in our dreams

We also receive inspiration in the form of many things

Knowledge handed to us in the form of all those marvelous things in nature

The voice of understanding speaking loud into our mind of understanding

Many times the voice is bright with laughter

The weather brings its own blessings, wet, dry, soaked, covered in snow

Or even (a lessening of mud–the ground starting to dry)

All we need do is listen to our dreams and watch for the signs to unfold.

I have come to place in life where I feel we all shape the future together

Carefully and consistently

So those who understand and can explain the unexplainable will help us see the miracles (or magic, if you prefer) unfolding.

From my heart to your world,

Linda

 

The Sun Casting Long Shadows — Sunday, January 27, 2019

Yesterday morning was brisk and cold

So we worked on the log pile cutting and sorting firewood (not having to work in mud–the ground was frozen, you see)

I am NOT a fan of cottonwood…it stinks when it burns and leaves lots of chunks

Gradually our wood is getting cleaned up and sorted and hauled to the house for warmth

There is still lots of winter left, soon we will be hauling from our other wood piles behind the barn and up at the Back Forty

But the stack yard is starting to look rather nice

Then in the late afternoon, as the sun’s heartbeat poised for a wee second on the western horizon, just before the dark rose up

Our sky turned golden

Filling our world with long shadows

And stunning light!

From my heart to your world,

Linda

Shimmering in Winter’s Frozen Light—-Thursday, January 24, 2019

I have been hanging out at the bird feeders lately

Trying to get some good photos of birds in flight…

I love how their wings leave a soft sigh in the air, or swoosh as they takeoff

I have to be careful as this little fur ball loves to come with me…and that is never a good thing.  The birds leave the area in a wind churning frenzy.

This little bird was way up high, listening to the silence of the sky

Last evening, as the sky started to purple and fade a female Great Horned Owl and her mate stopped by

They were delightful to listen too and then to watch leave…silently lifting up from the branches; floating away like a breath of wind

During the day the air is alive with the shimmering sounds of the Sand Hill Cranes

Their thrilling call is beautiful.

They spend the night on the farm also, but are so silent one doesn’t know they are here.

The Canada Geese do not seem to like to be where the cranes are.  Rather sad, I tell them all the time they are welcome.

Still, they fly on their calls adding to the trills of the cranes on the ground.

What lovely creatures add to our long winter days!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

Cows and the Possibility of Calves—-Wednesday, January 23, 2019

We talked to the farmer the other day

I asked when the calves were due

February!  Not long now

AND there just might be EARLY ONES!!!

It always seems there is at LEAST one Early one!

Your friend on a Western Colorado farm,

Linda

Cold! The Ancient Voice of January—Tuesday, January 22, 2019

“Are those magic fairy wands glistening on the tree or only winter icicles all sparkling at me?”–The Winter Fairy Song

Winter has arrived again, with a sharp, very sharp cold wind, and a windchill in the range of BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

We received snow starting in the afternoon and over the night

Not lots, but enough to make a mess, once this chill wind leaves

Everything and everyone hunkering down until we reach another warm spell

Then it will be back to mud season

To be honest with you, I am counting down the days until Spring.

But SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, don’t tell anyone.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Drunk on Moonlight (and then I fell asleep SHISH!) —- Monday, January 21, 2019

I kept checking the moon, every hour on the hour, then every thirty minutes

Gradually the clear light of the moon paled and became shadowed

I stayed watching

And missed the whole thing…I fell asleep sitting in one spot looking out the window, exhausted

How disappointing.  I woke only to see the moon sail clear and shining and beautiful in the dark sky!

SIGH!!!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

 

In the Chill of an Early Winter Morning —- Sunday, January 20, 2019

“I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see.”–John Burroughs

On a wee walk-about, in the dark of the early morning, with the sounds of two fox talking close, somewhere close

I once more fell in love with the light of the beautiful, wonderous moon.

The moon and the starlight created a dream world of glitter and ice. A vision in the midst of the heavy clouds at the edge of the western sky

caught in the net of resting branches of the very old trees.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

Soft Echoes in the Air —-Thursday, January 17, 2019

, A cloud sat down on the farm today…it was lovely and beautiful

Making sounds soft and close; the feeling tranquil

And just so you know…there is always one!

Yep..always.  And she can jump an electric fence just like it isn’t even there, not even touching the toe of her hoof on the wire.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

The Sky is Gray and Sparkling with Snow Flakes—-Wednesday, January 16, 2019

 

It’s been way too muddy to get out on the farm and check for babies calves

Although, Terry did go out early, early one morning (while everything was frozen) to check and also see how the feed was holding up

He reported there are no calves yet and the food is holding…

It’s snowing here today.  The sky is all gray and full of big fat flakes

We are moving between snow and partial melt, which makes MUD, back to snow

Which I know is good for the soil, the plants, the big trees — and it IS January after all.

And for something rather fun…the Great Horned Owls are back…they winter here and raise their little owlets.  Our daughter, who lives just across the field from us, was able to capture one of the Owls resting on the old, old apricot tree with her cell phone.

Now, how cool is that!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Milestones—Tuesday, January 15, 2019

After all the wonderful words and birthday wishes

I have decided to IGNORE the fact I am 70!

After all, Terry doesn’t think of himself as elderly but keeps on keeping on as if he is still 50

And the fur children who live with us reach out to each and every moment

Joy a true gift, which was my word for being 69 last year!

So onward we go…passing milestones and turning them into memories

And throwing out thoughts of “Old” letting that word blow away in the wind

And gathering to myself those precious moments, which gift us with magic.

If we only stop and see!

Magic…my word for the year!

Love you, My friends,

Linda