I think I am improving.
I really can’t tell. Feel better: do a little something. Then collapse, sleep —then start back over feeling a little better.
Still, I have hope. This is gone for a long time and I’m tired of feeling poorly.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Mom’s still sick.
She has new medication. Maybe it will work.
Dad has to do EVERYTHING!!!
Get Well Soon, Mom!
TLC Cai-Cai and Boo Berry Betty
(P.S. to catch everyone up—I’ve been fighting pneumonia now for 10 days. They thought about entering me into the hospital, but I voted for staying in my own house.
It’s been very hard to function. Although, I do have some new (four different drugs) now that have a least given my back my voice—kinda, sorta, not really. I take them for five days (four more to go) if, at that time, no results I suppose I have to do the hospital route.
Thanks for still hanging in there. It’s hard to do too much at one time, but I do think of you and hope you are all staying healthy)
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Cold, wet, and rainy. The sundog was right.
I have to take a break as I am also sick. I don’t have COVID, although I thought so until I got the test.
I will return when I feel better.
Sorry.
Stay well, everyone!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I GOT TO GO!!!
Mom and Dad and Shannon and
Black Beauty and
Kia and
ME!! ME! MYSELF! And I!!!
We all got to go check fences and build fences.
It was wonderful!
WONDERFUL!
Mom said she had to watch me carefully because I am so little.
I don’t get why; I just did what the big girls did!
There was so much stuff to learn about—Kia found something really exciting in the corn field—she barked and barked and barked at it.
I didn’t go with her, I stayed with Black Beauty.
Then Black Beauty found us something yummy to eat. HUMMMM
Shannon yelled at her and took it away. When she took the yummy from Black Beauty, she took my morsel away from me.
“We don’t need you throwing up later,” Shannon explained.
We moved through Rabbit Brush, Chico’s,
cattails, up rocky hills, across grasses pastures— it was wonderful.
JUST WONDERFUL!
TRA LA LA LA LA!!!
Boo Berry Betty
(P.S. Some photos are from the archives, I wasn’t very good at taking lots of photos when there was so much to do. Sorry! But it does give you an idea of everything we did. 🙂 )
There is a moment (a short period of time)
As the sun rapidly sets
And the shadows gather together, growing long and deep
For a short, short spell
The light changes into the most lovely of colors— lavender
Then it is gone in the blink of an eye, in one beat of the heart, but for just a moment it’s there.
For all to experience and enjoy.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Shannon and her rehabilitated Mule, LaVerne. LaVerne was treated extremely poorly throughout her life. But Shannon has taught her people can be kind (it took a full year) and that Shannon IS kind. Today she rides and packs and loves on Shannon.
Bruce (on T’Ata) and Lenard (on Glory Bee)
Took time out of their busy day to come over and ride horses with Shannon.
Once a horseman always a horseman.
Thanks, Guys, everyone seemed to have lots of fun!
From our world to your heart,
Linda
This is our canal, heading toward the Gunnison River, then onto the Colorado River—then to Lake Mead.
Flowing, flowing swiftly by.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
When out walking, Boo Berry and I,
I came across this strange footprint?!
Is it a footprint? Or were three rocks removed?
I wonder which.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Sometimes, while I do chores around the place,
Or am fixing food
I marvel at the beauty of all the shadows coloring our world.
Shadows so wonderful and deep, and heavy
I am sure you will marvel at them as I do.
Shadows and light
Moving across our day and into the night
The shadows of Autumn are different than the other seasons.
Shadows with a sky so clearly blue it sometimes hurts one’s eyes, the shadows seem even darker and more defined.
Shadows—that’s what I’ve been thinking of and wanting to share with you. Those wonderful deep dark shadows defining the ever-changing light.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 