Thanks to our kids, Cliff and Kimi, our clothesline is back, a new piece welded on the bottom!
YAY!
Now I’m good to go for a very long time!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
We were driving into town this evening to pick up the motorbike which had been repaired, and there was a really huge bow, probably several miles wide. You couldn’t see the top, it was in the clouds, but I’m sending you the left and right sides of it.
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!!!!
From my world to your heart,
I get to go outside!
I made all my trips to the vet!
Even that last one —where I am now an adult “neutered’ cat!
OUTSIDE!
YAY!
TLC Cai-Cai
We received no rain.
Although, the sky was full of rain clouds and rain.
The rain that fell dried up before it could reach us.
We are that dry here.
Sometimes it happens that way.
The wind brings in a huge bundle of clouds,
Full of moisture.
You can even see the
rain chutes making their way to the earth.
Possibly even feel a drop or two on your skin
But that is all.
Still, the sky, the very air we breathe, even the plants on the earth
Feel refreshed in the dawn-touched world.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Sealing everything in its power of dirt.
What a mess.
No rain here; only the clatter and clamor of the wind.
The dirt fills lungs and eyes….well, you understand.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The air is full of the constant joy of flight and song
It’s comforting to see the birds here and there
It feels strangely wonderful
As if the feathered world is taking care of us.
I think it is the birdsong
The chorus of their melodies surrounding each one of us to the point
We forget to hear.
Yet always there wrapping us in beauty
Filling our minds with
With a solace
Inviting us to be part of their world
In a most intimate
And personal
Way.
Birdsong…
A cuddle of ease for each and every day.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
A darling little bunny dashed in front of us as we were irrigating
I’ve seen bunnies dashing this way and that in the warming sunshine
Most of the time in the Upper End.
This is amazing because this is also the coyotes’ favorite place to hunt.
Oftentimes in the green-dappled light (I put up a camera to see where the coyotes have been hanging out.)
I see little squirrels…I like to think they are Stanley
And Stewart.
The hawks hunt the land.
In reality, all is peaceful and calm and just perfect.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
See the male in the background and the female in the forefront?
In the cool morning light, I often see my little male pheasant who has claimed the Upper End
And at least one of his ‘girls’
I see him often in the cool of the early morning light
Followed by two hens. Sometimes only one, but most of the time two.
BUT, in the delightful sinking of the sun,
as we turned up to the largest Alfalfa field, I saw ANOTHER male rooster.
Then over by the little creek, which runs through the farm, there was One More!
Finally, the last one I saw was guarding his territory by the little alfalfa field!
Four male pheasants, in four different areas of the farm….all protecting ‘their spot’.
What a beautiful, shimmering, abundant world we live in!
We are so blessed. Thank you to each and every person who reads this; for your prayers and hugs and well-wishes.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
After a visit to our family Doctor, where some thyroid medication prescribed and now started
And a ‘you are going to be fine from now on out’ from the operating Dr.
Terry (although very weak) said: “Enough of this.”
He went out, hooked up the Mormon Creaser, and made a round in the newly planted field.
Every little bit of “desire”, “determination”, and “will” helps propel heal and healing forward.
Thank you, each and every one of you, for your thoughts and prayers. They have worked and are still working.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Randy and David Hines showed up to finish planting the corn
What an amazing gift.
It brings tears of gratitude and silent prayers of thanks.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 