My Nighttime Dreams—Thursday, July 30 2020

Sometimes sleeping at night is hard

Not only not being able to sleep

But sleeping and dreaming with ‘bad’ dreams

Other times, it’s like I am walking with those who have passed before me

Those marvelous people of my past life

My parents and grandparents

My beautiful and marvelous sister-of-my-heart, Dixie

Haunting dreams

Causing me to wake; to feel fragile and uncertain

Most often I wake and can’t remember my dreams

I just know I dreamed,

Not all dreams are scary, threatening, or nostalgic

They are comforting and familiar

Warm and protective

Those are hard to recall, also.

So, I have decided those dreams,

Those glowing, comforting misty dreams

Which [the feeling] tends to stay with me all through the day

Are sent to me [us] from our dead family and friends

To protect us

And those still with us on the earth

Connecting with us through our dreams.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Perhaps — Wednesday, July 29, 2020

I like to read tales from the Viking era…and stories about King Arthur. Stories by Bernard Shaw, Mary Stewart, Octavia Randolph all set during the time when the Christ God (the Christian Church) was starting to replace the old God’s of Myth.

I also love the story of Elijah when he was taken up into Heaven 

What a rush that would have been

To just suddenly be lifted up

Past this world, we call Earth.

So, back to my first sentence about Viking times and the time of King Arthur

It was a rather rough and tumble sort of time for all those who lived in it

A time where I’m sure God was protecting each and every person

As, surely, the Old Gods were showing their followers ‘the way’

So, Perhaps,—here we are today…way down through the centuries

Where I’m sure, If God a tad busy doing something —

There are still angels and other helpers

Who walk alongside each and every one of us

Speaking to us, messages from God

Perhaps all we need to do is to be Grateful…

To hear what they are speaking to our hearts

Thank you so much, my readers and friends, my heart is full of gratitude for each of you.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

Friday Night the Sky Glowed with Frost Called Sun dogs—- Tuesday, July 28, 2020

Friday evening last, the clouds in the west parted  as the sunset

Causing Sun Dogs to appear

In the storm rainclouds

In the East

And the South East

I counted four all together!

They portend a cool down.  In the Summers cooldowns are nice.  In the Winter, it means even colder weather in three days.

Here we are Tuesday, with Yes a shade bit cooler weather.  Tomorrow we start heading back up in the heat!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

A Delightful Charm of Hummingbirds—-Monday, July 27, 2020

A group of Hummingbirds is called

A Charm.

How cool is that?

Whoever decided to call them a Charm

Picked a perfect word to describe them

The Golden light last night

Seemed to turn all the little Humminbirds

Gold.

Golden Charms.

The Rufus are back.  They have been here for a couple of weeks now.

They are early

Usually arriving the first week in August.

The Rufus turned and even Golder

Golden color in that Magic Hour of sun.

As did the sky!

From my heart to your world,

Linda

Finally, Sunday, July 26, 2020

In between rainstorms and hissing wind

The second cutting of the second alfalfa field

Is stacked and heading to other homes

It can rain all it wants to now. And the rain will be greatly appreciated.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Sherlock Boomer—-What Mom Doesn’t Know, Chapter Six, Friday, July 24, 2020

Chapter Six

While Mom and Dad were out in the second hayfield

trying to beat the

rainstorm heading our way—

I decided

to let myself out of the house

 

When out of nowhere

LOKI showed up!

“Hey, Boomer! Let’s go do something!”

Oh, my goodness, I thought to myself, Loki-Ta-Moki—Mindy Cat better hide

“HIDE MINDY!” I bayed

As soon as I bayed Loki decided to go FIND Mindy….

Ears up, tail wagging…

paws in FAST MOTION…Loki took off right to Mindy’s favorite spot to hang out.

Whew…No Mindy.

“Hey, Lok!  Slow down.  Let’s check for news and see what has been happening around here.”

I put my nose to the ground and started sniffing—

“Squirrel, Loki, Mom’s squirrel she has been feeding, came through.”

‘O!  Lok—SKUNK!!! We’ve got to be careful.  Either one of us gets sprayed it’s sleeping in the shed tonight.”

Loki just bounced around, running here there and everywhere.

“Just give me the good stuff, Boomer, something that runs fast and will get away from me.  Ya know.  I don’t want to catch anything…I just want to CHASE! Like RUN FAST!

Humm, I muttered –“Oh, Loki!–-FOX!”

“FOX!?”  Loki stopped his prancing and dancing around. “WHERE? WHERE!”  Tell me, Boomer…POINT THE WAY!”

“Huh, I think he headed to the Upper End, Loki.”

“UPPER END! SEE YA, BOOMER!” 

Loki yelled as he sped around the junk pile

Geez, I wonder if I got that dog lost.  Man, will the little kids be upset!

 

Sigh.

Oh, well…time for a nap.

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Later that day…

just around evening I heard lots of chatter and the patter of feet.

Out the door, I went.

There was Kya, Black Dog, and LOKI!

Loki said he had a blast at the Upper End.  He didn’t see the fox or anything really…he just ran and ran and ran.

I led the way to the Back Door,

Where we all milled around until  Mom came out with treats for ALL OF US!!

YAY!

Then Mom and I walked with my sister, all the dogs, and my little human niece, Tally, half-way back to the other side of the farm, where they were staying for the summer.

A Gift of Earth and Sky—Thursday, July 23, 2020

I sometimes get to thinking this blog is rather repetitious

I seem to only write about the sky, the plants on the farm

My yard

Irrigating…morning, noon, night

Animals which move around in the night

And the day

The worker bee of the farm...the whole farm runs on this one person, you do understand

Sometimes I liven things up a tad

OR a daytime sighting of a typically nocturn fox

Oh, Yes, I forgot we do have the returning deer

And the joyful visit of grandchildren and granddogs

And that sweet little beagle

And that very independent cat.

Not only the work of spring, summer, and fall, the work of winter

I suppose it may be repetitious

It is our life…

Shared with you on this wee little space in time

a miracle on our tiny spot of Earth and Sky

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

Because —–Wednesday, July 22, 2020

Because

of this

Terry had to go out yesterday morning

And rake the hay…..

Please, Please, no more rain….not until we get this field baled and stacked!

PLEASE!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

When We Think the World is Silent—Tuesday, July 21, 2020

Just for fun, I put up two, game cameras

These two seem to be hanging out in our yard at night

With two there might be three

This little fox passes by the Butler Bins on a regular bases

Around the corner, he/she runs

That same corner shows another predator ‘come a visiting’

And into our yard, her/she comes

Yes!!!

Even Oreo walks freely around the Butler Bins

And in our yard

Morning…they all vanish.

Making those who move about in the daylight….rather glad they don’t move about in the night.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Wee (But Rather Long) Post About Birds —- Monday, July 20, 2020

Spring is delightful,

It full of growth, new smells, the emerging from the long winter’s sleep

But Summer! Oh! My! Summer!

The songbirds start their day

And mine long before the grey light in the sky turns bright

 

The Fragrance in the air is spiked with all sorts of scents

Sometimes with a hot wind to carry things before it

The days are long

The Twilight longer

Life is good.

Which reminds me, does anyone know what bird this is?

Or this bird?  Are they one in the same?

From my heart to your world,

Linda