I give Thanks to each of you, My Dear Readers and Friends
Thanks for the beauty of the land, our farm,
and the world we live in
And for my family…each one of you, near and far.
From my heart to your heart,
Linda
The dance of food/life
The sun and jet…streaming in the shivering air
Lawerance of Arabia, Tonto’s replacement…dancing, dancing for all the girls
The Quail rising into the sky
Moonlight; adding beauty to the earth, air, the heavens
A rather thin little pheasant—dashing, dashing, dashing away.
And my miss at getting a nice photo of a Flicker.
Each and everything dancing in my soul.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Guess what?!?!
We have started the corn harvest for this year 2021!
So exciting!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Beamed an amazing gift of hard work and beauty into my life.
She sent me a handmade card, a lovely spot of color for my neck, and a most dear little gnome she and Gene created. Gene did all the wood carving and Connie painted this delicate little creature.
What a delightful gift of happiness the mailman delivered to us!
Thank you so much, Connie and Gene!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The Flames of mighty truths
The Large and Vibrant Whispers
Of an Arch Angel’s Glittering, and gossamer spell casting deep shadows on the land.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
The field next to our long farm lane has a
HUGE! BIG! GREEN! MACHINE in it!
Totally and
completely SCARY!
I’m having a very hard time staying outside!
TLC Cai-Cai
We spent the afternoon listening to the psalm of the wood splitter
Making a pile of split wood from the ‘way too big to get into the firebox logs’.
We just do a few. I sort and stack as I haul in the just-right size of logs, then when the big log pile gets too big. Outcomes the wood splitter.
Helping us stay warm and toasty throughout the heart of winter.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Sometimes it happens, the Moon and the Sun arrive at the same point
At opposite ends of the heavens
When that happens we are more than blessed
For the air turns pink, a rose, orange and yellow
But mostly rose and pink
It is a wonderous experience to walk in the light.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
As I was picking up the orange dams, I came across a whole pile of
Wooly worms, all curved up, in a deep sleep
I gathered each one up and walked them over to a pile of wood boards we use off and on in the canals and ditches
There I placed them, one-by-one to sleep away the dark Winter.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
A wee walk-about on the farm
Saw a very busy hawk searching, searching
For something to fill his/her tummy.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 