Opulent, Graceful, Dazzling —- Thursday, January 12, 2022

The far-distant Grand Mesa with

With manifested beauty shining along its flat-top pinnacle.  All due to the setting sun.

What magnificent gifts we are given…you and I.

From my world to your heart,




From Northern Illinois at Christmas Time —- Sunday, January 8, 2022

Sent to me at Christmas time!!! 🙂

This was taken at a park/forest preserve property where I will go to relax and watch trains go by.

Below is a rail car that went by this morning, which was rather interesting:

WOW!  Thank you so much!

That is an amazing Sundog.  We don’t get beauties like that here.

The train car is fun—so many talented people out there!

May 2023 be a wonderful year for you and your family!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Do As Well as Possible, Then Leave the Rest to the God (the Universe) —Wednesday, January 4, 2022

At the end of the year, it is natural to look back

To search out those things we did well,

or those things we wish we could do over

Then we start to look forward—

As it is only natural to do.

For you in 2023— I wish for you:

The immensity of love from the Heavens

And the amplified love, from those of us who love you,

Will wash over you this coming year

So that each one of you is doubly blessed!

That is my hope, my prayer, and my wishes for you!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



How Quickly the Years Swept By — Monday, January 2, 2023

Yesterday was my Daddy’s birthday.  He was born on January 1, 2026

The January he was ten, his father passed away from pneumonia.

It was a horrible– bitter– melancholy time.

His mother, Francis, re-married Charles Holder. I always knew her as Grandma Holder, although, our last name was Doyle.

By the time Daddy turned 16, the world was in a huge conflict, called WWII.

Just as Daddy turned seventeen Grandma signed so Daddy could ‘go to the Navy’

Of course, there are lots of pieces of Daddy’s story I am skipping.  You do understand.

Here I am on my second Christmas —Momma, Me, and Daddy

Then by the time I was three along came Danny.

Daddy!  Sometimes it feels like your shadow is close to me. Soaking into the earth and stones…touching my shoulders, putting your arm around me, filling the sky like a torch of light.

Yesterday you would have turned 97 if you were still in earthly form.

Instead, we lost you in 1999.

But still— sometimes, when I turn quickly or feel something brush my hair, I sense you are there.

Still a part of my life and my heart.

Love you, Daddy, always.

From my heart to your world,


The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Fading Year, December 30, 2022

The year is going fast, faster, fastest now.

Each day is getting closer to the end

Then we will begin again.

What a year it has been!

“I got a new home,” Boo Berry Betty Brown

“I got a new sister,” TLC Cai-Cai

And Mom and Dad got to have TWO fur kids!


Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai

Back We Go —- Thursday, December 29, 2022

“The Human mind formulates great hierarchies and ever greater beings, yet the whole truth is simpler still.  The truth is within me and within you—the whole of it.  Where anything exists, God is.  Not part of God by God indivisible.” Findhorn Garden 

We took off a few days… rest is a good thing.

But the wind, the cold, the random bits of moisture say:  keep gathering. The heat feels good this time of year.


Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


That Divine Spark of God(s) — Tuesday, December 27, 2022

“What greater vision could be given humankind than for God to say to us, ‘You are my beloveds. Build with me, create with me.'”—David Spangler, Findhorn Gardens

(Just before the sun gets up–[this] morning)

We are blessed with that divine spark of God–or the Universe–or the Powers Above

(the sun waking up [this] morning)

That we are allowed to see each and every day

(Right now in the corrals)

This is my belief.  You don’t have to believe as I do.  I respect your right.

But for me.

(Hot summer morning)

I believe in the gift of life.

(a summer ray of sun)

A brand new day

(winter sun on frozen snow)

Each and every time I wake up

(September Morn)

And see the joy of the sunrise!

(end of the day in the summer)

Have a lovely, wonderful, magical day, My Friends,

From my world to your heart,




Our Own Tranquil World— Monday, December 26, 2022

“The Bridge to Heaven is built with bricks you make yourself.”  Findhorn Garden

Where beauty is full and deep and delightful

Found even in the sharp frost of early morn

The cat, dog and I emerge from the warmth of the house

Finding a tranquil world

As the plants and trees rest in the cold, cold winter

From my world to your heart,