Lingering, Hovering, Whispering, I Am Here—Wednesday, June 1, 2022

Posted on June 1, 2022 by Dayphoto

A year ago, on May 4th I had

a four-wheeler wreck when the shovel I was carrying

Slipped and flipped under the back tire wheel

I broke the knuckle straight across and knocked a chip out of it.

Well, time moves on. The physicians told me there really wasn’t anything they could do.

It would heal over time; ceasing to hurt.

It healed but it never stopped hurting.

Then around the last of this April, I tripped on the Gas hose, while fueling my car.

This time I knocked the little joint out of place

Causing more pain to an already continuously painful finger

So—in making a long story short.

The hand specialist said there is nothing to be done. He said lots of other things and advised me on the purchase of a glove, to rest the tendons, and take pain meds.

Arthritis has taken over the first knuckle and will take over the tiny knuckle at the tip.

It just is how it is.

So there you have it: pain, lingering, hovering, whispering constantly—letting me know I have a little finger, which now hangs outside of the normal part of my hand, catching on things, finding little ways to let me know—

I carried the shovel in the wrong spot on my four-wheeler. Just in case I forget when I go out to change the water.

🙂

Just in case.

🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Sometimes I Catch Myself Holding My Breath — Tuesday, May 31, 2022

Posted on May 31, 2022 by Dayphoto

Sometimes, when things appear to become overwhelming,

I seem to have a hard time catching my breath

More than catching my breath

Actually, breathing!

It’s like I’m holding my breath

Bracing myself before the next shoe might fall

And, of course, the operative word

Is might.

And then— I learn that the Earth always says:

“Might” is a pretty vague word–

Believe, instead in Magic.

For Magic is right there existing for, and with, us— always, and evermore.

From my world to your Heart,

Linda

A Message from One Heart to Another Loved Heart — Monday, May 30, 2022

Posted on May 30, 2022 by Dayphoto

When I opened my email I read:

“I got another present for you today!

I never recall seeing one this low.

Maybe it’s my dad saying hello? He passed away this past Saturday. He was 86, a good man, and lived a great life, raising 10 kids with my saint of a mother, who is 86 and still going strong.

Dad was a big train enthusiast, both a real and a model collector. Right next to the side yard of his childhood home was a Frisco line.

In 1948, he saw and waved to and got a wave back from Harry Truman as he went by the house during his whistle-stop campaign.

After Mass yesterday, as the pallbearers were loading Dad’s casket into the hearse, a train horn went off.

I stated “You know how people say you often get a sign? Well, I think we just heard it.”

We all just started smiling and some laughing.

We all know there are no heavily traveled lines nearby within earshot. But there is a very, very, VERY seldom-used line about a mile away. In short, it’s almost NEVER used. Ever since I was a kid.

The timing couldn’t have been more perfect.

“All is and shall be well.” That is my definite conclusion.

I just thought you might be interested in that.

Hope all is well!

It is here, even under the circumstances.”

Yes, Yes I do think it is your Dad saying Hello—All is well, and I am still with you.

My heart is so sorry for your loss…as well as your Mom and all your siblings. Losing a parent is never, ever easy.

Thank you for sharing your Dad’s wonderful signs with us.

From my heart to your world– As Always,

Linda

My Goodness—Time has Flown —Sunday, May 29, 2022

Posted on May 29, 2022 by Dayphoto

This cute little baby

Has grown up so fast

Last Thursday night she

Left her childhood behind

And graduated from the 8th Grade.

On to high school, she goes!

Congratulations, Tally!

From our world to your heart,

Linda

The Adventures of TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Farm Adventures, Invaded by a BIG Machine, May 27, 2022

Posted on May 27, 2022 by Dayphoto

I was finally outside running free, free, free!

I checked here

And there

And over here

Then back behind here

Down the road

Behind the grain bins.

I was just turning around to head back to the house for

BREAKFAST

When

I heard a ROAR!

Not just a roar, but

A BIG ROAR, ROAR

It scared me so bad I ran under some weeds next to Dad’s tractor shed

The ROAR got louder and louder

THE ROAR WAS HUGE

I made myself as small as I could get—keeping my eyes peeled on the sound

Then out backed Dad and the tractor

OH! Yes! The TRACTOR!

The scary thing that lives on the farm

Well, one of the scary things

Dad has five tractors—FIVE! And they are all huge, green, with giant tires that could smash a cat flat and LOUD!

I mean LOUD!

I slunk way down to the ground where I got so flat I was part of the ground.

Then I waited there. All still and tiny and flat.

As I watched, Dad fueled up the loud tractor, then headed toward the equipment area

That means the tractor, the VERY LOUD tractor has to go right by my hiding spot.

I made myself flatter and flatter

Whew!

Dad is gone!

I jumped up—all fluffy and my full size again—and dashed away, away from the tractor shed and all those potentially

LOUD TRACTORS!

As I was dashing away I saw Mom come out of the Backdoor—

MOM! I yelled.

WAIT! I need breakfast!

Mom waited.

Swooped me up, gave me a kiss on my kitty nose, and put me in the house

Where I got BREAKFAST!

Purrrr, purr, purr

TLC Cai-Cai

A Spring Bright Windy Day — Thursday, May 26, 2022

Posted on May 26, 2022 by Dayphoto

“Good Morning, Girls”, Mom said. “Ready to outside and have some fun?”

“Hush your worry, Skitter Bug” Fluffy clucked as they headed out of the hen house.

“If you keep thinking of things that are going to get you, you will never get to see the world.”

“Look Skitter Mom has scattered Yummy treats right here!”

“WOW! Even bugs! Fluffy!! BUGS!”

“OH! MY GOSH! RUN, FLUFFY RUN!”

“No, Skitter, come this way…more bugs, more places to scratch”

“I’ll stand watch, you’ll be safe.”

“This is different, sorta hard, butttttt YUM a cricket!!”

“This wind is something else—ruffled butt feathers!”

“Just turn sideways…your feathers will stay down, Skitter.”

“OHHHHHHHHHHH, this is heaven. SKITTER leave the hen house and come play!”

Your friend on a western Colorado farm

Linda

The End—Wednesday, May 25, 2022

Posted on May 25, 2022 by Dayphoto

I was looking at clouds, as we changed water one day —this cloud looks like it had a definite end; as at the end of a funnel

Then the End of the day colored this set of clouds

In a most glorious way

The End of the day’s sunlight!

The South End of our farm is called the Upper End an end of the farm, on the Southside.

The Last Set of the day—a type of end to our work 🙂

The End, just before the rest, after, which, comes the Beginning!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Post all about Birds —Tuesday, May 24, 2022

Posted on May 24, 2022 by Dayphoto

Sometimes I wonder if birds are the physical stardust of the earth

Since the earth is magnetic

Attaching all of us to its magnetic current.

The birds live here with us

Scattering their pixie dust upon our beating hearts

Their voices are the music of the heavens

Their flight is a type of wonder for our eyes

Watching them is an extraordinary experience

we can quickly become hypnotized.

Exquisite, actually

Even the sudden flight of Mr. PH

Or the mad dash into the air by both—Mr. Ph and Mrs

Then there is the bounce and hop of the Red-Red Robin

Or the flight of a Quail—oh, my! 🙂

For our eyes

They are up and away

In a second.

A beautiful moment of joy/wonder/delight

Yes, I do believe

Birds are the Earth’s

Star Dust

The living breathing answer to happiness!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Serendipity Moment —-Monday, May 23, 2022

Posted on May 23, 2022 by Dayphoto

My beautiful sister-in-law, Cloudy, and my brother (Dan) were driving through Durango, Colorado last winter when they came across a piece of property that spoke to Cloudy’s soul.

Dan agreed, It was the place of their dreams.

They invited us to come see— so into the San Juan Mountains we drove.

So off we went over the Million Dollar Highway

On to Red Mountain Pass

Then through Molas Pass

And Coal Bank

Until we arrived!

It’s a stunning piece of property

Their house overlooks several ponds, a large meadow

Many buildings

Including a greenhouse, which Cloudy loves.

Lots of Rainbow trout, they are raising

And Cloudy’s new pets—6 ducks

(This photo is taken at our house, their house is more artistic)

I am so happy for them

Serendipity—something we would all love to experience.

Just look what Serendipity did for Dan and Cloudy!

From my heart to your world,

Linda

At Some Point —- Sunday, May 22, 2022

Posted on May 22, 2022 by Dayphoto

“At some point in life, the world’s beauty becomes enough. You don’t need to photograph, paint, or even remember it. It is enough.” — Toni Morrison