The Aftermath or There is Nothing to do but Carry On — Tuesday, January 7, 2020

 

Last fall I was bitten by a Jumping Spider—here is where I blogged about it

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Nasty creature.

Anyway, I gradually healed up. Life went on.

Then a new thing occurred…teeth  (not just tooth pain) but random floating moving pain and bone pain involving my teeth.

Miserable.

I found it hard to concentrate.  Then I found myself only doing what was necessary because of the pain.

I went to the dentist, talked with my medical doctor…had a new filling put in, took Advil, hot packs/cold packs; you name it.

Gradually my mouth felt like it was breaking apart tiny bit by tiny bit.

Finally, it has been decided the pain is a result— a sort of residue, of the ulceration and a weird-like tissue death, from the spider bite.

The whole thing rather caused me to think way too loudly —mainly at night when trying to sleep 🙂

BUT!

At least I know now.

At least I can rest and not have my thoughts gather and disappear down a  rabbit hole.

I can go forward into my new normal

Accepting the new creation in my body

Where pain didn’t exist before

It isn’t anything that I can’t live with, now that I understand it

It can’t break me.  It is just the new normal.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Raptured by Frozen Fog — Monday, January 6, 2020

The fog as been beautiful the last two days

So thick and dense clinging to anything it possibly can—making me feel lost in a wonderland

I love being out in it…the air so heavy it settles on my skin, hair, clothing

Gradually the sun starts to burn through the frozen frost making the corn bales look like french knots on an embroidered lacy field

It takes a while for the earth to brighten and melt, but for a short lovely time our farm and the surrounding area feels like another time

Another planet where everything is impossibly different

I love being out in frozen fog; for the peace it brings

Then it melts and scatters; leaving the blue, blue sky.

It’s all love for me…there are so many things to love—right here, right now.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

There (in Solitary) Located in a Storm Cloud—-Sunday, January 5, 2020

I opened my email the other day to find a gift to me from Senior Hiker

The bright promise of an amazing rainbow, within the middle of a sun crested storm cloud.

WOW!

Thank you so much, Senior. Hiker!  This is outstanding!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm!

Linda

In the New and Freshly Turned Leaf on the Calendar—Thursday, January 2, 2020

We begin a new and marvelous adventure in the year 2020.

But, before we move forward, I thought I would show you an interesting little adventure we had with a log from the fireplace.

We had a log that was creating a huge problem for us, so we took it out of the fireplace, loaded it into the wheel barrel.  Terry then placed it in a bucket, which I filled with water.

Topping the bucket with a lid, we decided to leave the bucket in place until the holes in the bucket drained all the water out of it.

Mindy and Boomer were fascinated by this strange object sitting the middle of the road

I enjoyed watching their interest at this odd thing in the wrong place.

The next day we dumped the log out of the can, whereby I then had charcoal.  I waited until the log unfroze; took it into the woodstove, and had a long and glorious fire. A nice little gift.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

Happy New Year to Each and Every One of You—Wednesday, January 1, 2020

All this farmer and his farmer wife want

  • is the laughter of friends
  • the comfort of family
  • being part of the turning of the seasons
  • on our lovely farm
  • to enjoy the endless process of life: working the ground in the spring, tending the crops in the summer and the joyful harvest in the fall

Wishing for each and every one of you an enchanting, boisterous, glorious new decade and a vibrant New Year!

Your friends on a western Colorado farm,

Linda, Terry, Boomer, and Mindy