Fifty-four years today…the shortest day of the year
Forward we go toward more years together!
Happy Anniversary to us!
From my heart,
We got married on the shortest day of the year. At 7:00 in the evening.
Yes, we did.
It was Terry’s long change-over at work. Giving us a tiny window in time, before he had to go back.
Children and grandchildren
From fancy clothes to denim.
Each year seems to be tinged with a golden glow; speaking of comfort and the embrace of the daily small pleasures gliding our lives.
From my heart to your world,
This month (March 18th to be exact) I have been blogging eleven years.
I have shared our simple, busy, farm life with you. I have shared my excitement over the fresh green shoots of new grass growing, or the tiny little plants of corn or pinto beans, today I’m showing you the sprouts of alfalfa just starting to arrive in the alfalfa field.
For eleven years you have watch the soul of each and every season—the opening of the land, the growing season, harvest…and the rest– called winter.
You have been with Terry and I as we built and repaired fences, or as in yesterday—took one clear out so we could have a larger field.
You’ve been with me through the joys and wonders of the wild life upon our farm—the last of the Sand Hill Cranes left our farm yesterday—lifting up into the sky with thrilling calls telling us THANK You….we will come again. And I stood there and called back to them….PLEASE DO! You are always welcome.
Coming back into the yard I saw three Robins….Spring is truly here for sure!
You’ve shared night-time walks with me (this is the moon right now…2:00 a.m)
And that amazing sky we live under.
Thank you each and everyone so much for coming along with me, for leaving me your comments so I can get to know you also, and for being readers, even if you don’t leave comments.
Thank you for making my eleven years of blogging so very rewarding.
From my heart to your world,
Friday, we got a call for help from one of Terry’s friends. Rick is a middle-aged bachelor who lives a mile and half from us and was sick —- with what he thought was the flu.
To make a long story short we got him to the hospital where they operated and started treatment, he was doing much better when he developed pneumonia and then had a massive stroke. It’s been a rather long weekend of worry and concern here.
At the time of this writing he is in Grand Junction at Saint Mary’s Hospital surrounded by his two sisters.
I have Sarah. Sarah hates the camera so I haven’t been able to get a very good photo of her. Sarah is very stressed out, but adjusting to our way of life.
Boomer has had a great time running and playing with Sarah. The only thing Boomer doesn’t like is if Sarah gets too close to me…then he turns into a Jealous Jelly Bean of a dog. Meaning he WILL TAKE ON SARAH…which is NOT GOOD!
Sarah is a man’s dog, this has helped. She has enjoyed going and doing things with Terry and will always, always, go to him and give him the first welcoming kiss or her front paw.
But Sarah isn’t ours.
Rick was keeping Sarah for a friend who was out-of-town. Ken is back home now and will be coming out around 10:00 a.m. to take Sarah home.
It’s been rather fun for Boomer to have running and sniffing companion and someone to share walks with…it hasn’t been fun for the cats since Sarah LOVE TO CHASE CATS!
My heart goes out to Rick and his family. I am pleased that Sarah will have her human back, although she adored Rick, even slept on the bed with him. I’m glad Boomer had a dog friend for awhile. I have this belief that the perfect dog, which Boomer likes and fits into our family complete with cats will show up.
Oh a brighter note I Thank Each and Everyone of you for your thoughts and well wishes on our Anniversary yesterday. You gave us a very bright spot in this rather gloomy time!