Coming in from the early morning irrigation…it was like looking into a dream–

A light summer rain moving away from us, fingers of light splashing across the fields, stroking the Uncompahgre Plateau…the air thick with ozone, the sky it’s very own arch of prism light.

Bird song filling the air, drowning out everything, but my pulse.

The earth, the sky, plants and water surrounding me — touching me gently.

How blessed I am!

From my world to your heart!

Linda