Ummy, ummy, yum. I’m glad our hooman puts out treats for us!
OH! MY! GOSH!!!! SOMEONE IS COMING!
HIDE!!!!!
From one of the cute little chipmunks on the farm to your heart!
Linda
SOMEONE IS COMING!!!! —- Thursday, August 28, 2025
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Tag Archives: August 28
There are Glimmers of Love, Hope and Joy in the World Everywhere — Monday, August 28, 2023
The old Gods live with us, even now. They provide sparkles on the water, help the fields grow/turn green/ripen, and sing to us in the morning/noon/evening.
They gather close to us all the time, but only at the edges of our lives: the edge of morning, the edge of evening; edges.
But Glimmers—now—they come in all forms, (also).
Saturday—in the mail came a hand-made card from Far Side of Fifty.
Telling me I was in her thoughts.
Glimmers of goodness abound everywhere, always.
Thank you so much, Connie! The card was a lovely surprise-you are so talented. And your handwritten note is a true blessing.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Sherlock Boomer—-What Mom Doesn’t Know, Chapter Ten, Friday, August 28, 2020
Chapter Ten
Mom got a phone at noon. It was my brother,
Evan.
The news was not good, Mom’s grand-dog, and my bestest buddy, Zookie Brown passed away.
Zookie and I were great friends.
When Zookie and Bella got to stay with us, Zookie always slept with me. Bella would sleep with Mom on the bed, but Zookie slept with ME!
Zookie was 20 years old.
Mom said she was very glad that Bella and Zookie got to stay with us while their Mom and Dad moved to Montana.
It was the last time we all got to be together, Bella, Mom, Dad, Zookie, and I.
When Mom and I were coming back from being ‘out-on-the-farm’ we saw a Sun Dog.
Somethings are hard. Saying good-bye is one of those hard things.
But I think…this is just what I think, but I think, that was really Zookie saying everything is fine, here over the rainbow bridge.
Good-bye, Little Buddy. Good-bye.
A Connection Near and Far—-Wednesday, August 28, 2019
(from Pinterest)
Sara from Punkin’s Patch and I decided to plant some buckwheat this year—Sara planted at least two varieties, but I only planted one.
At first, I didn’t think I was going to like it—the blooms were tiny and small and well, just insignificant.
But, over time I’ve changed my mind. I would most recommend pink buckwheat, its a most beautiful plant.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Drops of Sunlight—Tuesday, August 28, 2018
I find it ever so much fun to turn on my computer each morning and find within a email message from a friend.
There one was….From Kate: in that land of the Kiwi—
“Hello
We just had a 15 minute shower of rain, our first for 2 months. It didn’t last long, but it was long enough to produce this:” Kate
There hanging in the stormy sky of indigo clouds; sparkled a rainbow!
A perfect way to start my day!
Thank you so much, Kate!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
When Time Is Still—-Sunday, August 28, 2016
There is a time, within each day, when time seems to stand still
That point when everything waits— for just that moment, that pure moment of breathlessness
When the sun breaks forth into a new day
The joy reverberating clear into our blood.
Then the minutes and hours of the day takes over —with lists of ‘things to do’ and ‘stuff to get done’ and the people ‘who need’
But, If we just stop and look we can have that moment of balance we all crave…
A pause—
Gradually time slows
And all those things that thronged our seconds, minutes and hours become still… For just a moment.
Balanced!
Then the night rises up to claim it’s fair share of time.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
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