Yep! Knee-High by the Fourth of July!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Do you do this—-sometimes?
You can be within a beautiful
Golden morning
When it starts to seem like everything you need to do
Starts coming at you in short, intensive
Bursts of essential needs all compressed into
chaos requiring action on your part?
Then at that point, you try to gather–
Your thoughts into some form of comprehension, so everything can be completed All At Once, as each thing is required.
After a bout of one of those stressful moments–
I have to walk out on the land and just breathe!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
When you are young, life stretches way, way, way out there
Youth understands there are good people who often suffer
and bad people who seem ‘to get it all’
Over time, youth matures and understands that there is no explanation
How Fate is metered out.
Gradually we learn,
The future is an uncertain place—where anything might happen
Always lingering on the edge —waiting for the next moment in time to occur- that is the future.
In old age, we realize we have finally grown to understand
Everything, all things, no exceptions
Pass by quickly.
And each day is not only a gift but a blessing.
And there really isn’t anything more to ask for.
So this day of celebration—remember to celebrate your day-to-day gift of living, in this land we live in, 
the land of the free!
Happy 4th of July, My friends!
As Always,
Linda
Mom said I needed a dog.
Mom said she needed a dog.
Mom said Dad needed a dog.
Who would have thought?
I don’t mind dogs. Actually, I like dogs. All dogs any dogs.
So, guess what?!
I have a dog! Of which I am bigger.
Who would have thought?
Anyway, this is Boo Betty. She came to Mom from a friend of hers and Dad. Boo needed a new home.
Mom said we were dog-less.
Therefore, I now have my own dog friend (of which I am the boss) and the family has a dog and Boo Betty has US!!
(Oh, by the way, Boo Betty has chosen Dad. I have Mom, Boo has Dad, and we all have each other!)
TLC Cai-Cai
A random assortment of wildlife
Quail doing his mating dance
A Dust Devil playing across the farm
The songs of the Red-Winged Blackbirds fill the air
Sunlight through little bunny ears
Art from the Earth—a rock flower
Searching, searching
Shimmering beautifully, deadly in the air
Moonlight grass
Moon (and Star?)
Mr. Pheasant running down the lane
Bird shadows
The beauty of Tail and wings
Gifts of love everywhere
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
You just think I’m going with you.
I don’t Care if T’Ata and Glory Bee are going!
You aren’t going to make me go
EVER!!!
Get this through your head…
I only go if I WANT to go! said LaVerne the Mule as she dashed this way and that.
So, that is what happened. LaVerne stayed home (and bawled and cried and ran up and down in the pasture)
While T’Ata and Glory Bee went for a nice long walk-about.
LaVerne the Mule—guess what? There is a saying: “Don’t cut off your nose to spite your face.”
Nose? Nose? Why would I cut off my nose? LaVerne puzzled.
Oh, muley girl, you just don’t get it.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda