The Perfect Stillness—-Monday, August 7, 2017

There….patiently waiting in my email was this lovely little note from Charlotte

Found in our garden in (Burgundy) France. Just out in the yard among the thousands of rocks in the courtyard.
X Charlotte

There…for her a perfect stillness, just waiting to be noticed.

Then for me…the solitude of a heart in nature.

Now…for you to share with us!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

 

Half-Ghosts—-Sunday, August 7, 2016

Drowned

We have had rain, lots and lots of beautiful wonderful rain.  No wind, just rain, everything is soaked and laying flat from the rain…but we are not complaining.

Flood1Friday was my Mother’s birthday. If she were still alive she would be 87 years old.  All that day I kept missing her.

Sometimes the rain felt like cold tears from heaven.

Flood-2  I think part of the reason is we have had too many animals deaths this year…first Balou

Balou

Then Molly Dog

Molly Halloween

And, of course Monkey our cat, and Hank the grandchildren’s dog.

Death is like a cold shadow; a cloud passing over head…sudden in its appearance, then passing quickly on.

Flood 3Out of the corner of my eye, all throughout the day I caught swisp of visions…Momma in her garden, Momma laughing…the tail of one her cats she loved, moving just ahead of her…just things…long known, now gone.

Like smoke, everything was like smoke…tangible and real, but fading quickly.

I look at all these little gifts —these half-ghost memories of my Mother as small blessings.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Meet my Gang–Friday, August 7, 2015

Well, really not MY gang, but they are My job!

My job is to alert Mom and Dad if something is remiss on the farm.  Fuzzy was the guard dog. Night camera’s are very good about letting human’s know what is REALLY going on….we dog try, but sometimes our people just don’t understand.

So with Fuzzy’s passing I try to fill both his paws and mine.  (I’m a little slack on filling Fuzzy’s sometimes my job seems…well, big enough.  Mom says I don’t have to be Fuzzy, I just have to be me…Boomer Beagle).

Anyway..every morning I like to play ‘catch the squirrel brothers’

StanleyStanley

Stewartand Stewart.  We have a GREAT time—they run and I chase!  We do this until Dad hollers, “Boomer, that’s enough now.  I’m tired of all that baying!”

7

sometimes chase the deer —but, Momma Deer I never chase.  Dad always wonders why I don’t chase Momma deer.  How can I chase Momma deer?

Bucks

BUT this BIG boys I do give chase!

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!  HOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWL!

Run-Buck“Look at that?” says Dad…”Three-points!”

“Get them out of the bean field, Boomer!  GO!”

And you know what?

I DO!

Boomer

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Meet my Gang–Friday, August 7, 2015

Well, really not MY gang, but they are My job!

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My job is to alert Mom and Dad if something is remiss on the farm.  Fuzzy was the guard dog…he didn’t like a neighbor we had for a spell…every time that neighbor came up Fuzzy would try to bite him.  Turns out that neighbor was stealing car parts from Dad!  Night camera’s are very good about letting human’s know what is REALLY going on….we dog try, but sometimes our people just don’t understand.

So with Fuzzy’s passing I try to fill both his paws and mine.  (I’m a little slack on filling Fuzzy’s sometimes my job seems…well, big enough.  Mom says I don’t have to be Fuzzy, I just have to be me…Boomer Beagle).

Anyway..every morning I like to play ‘catch the squirrel brothers’

Stanley

Stanley

Stewartand Stewart.  We have a GREAT time—they run and I chase!  We do this until Dad hollers, “Boomer, that’s enough now.  I’m tired of all that baying!”

7I sometimes chase the deer —but, Momma Deer I never chase.  Dad always wonders why I don’t chase Momma deer.  How can I chase Momma deer?

BucksBUT this BIG boys I do give chase!

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!  HOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWL!

 

Run-BuckRUN DEER RUN!

“Look at that?” says Dad…”Three-points!”

“Get them out of the bean field, Boomer!  GO!”

And you know what?

I DO!

Boomer

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Meet my Gang–Friday, August 7, 2015

Well, really not MY gang, but they are My job!

My job is to alert Mom and Dad if something is remiss on the farm.  Fuzzy was the guard dog…he didn’t like a neighbor we had for a spell…every time that neighbor came up Fuzzy would try to bite him.  Turns out that neighbor was stealing car parts from Dad!  Night camera’s are very good about letting human’s know what is REALLY going on….we dog try, but sometimes our people just don’t understand.

So with Fuzzy’s passing I try to fill both his paws and mine.  (I’m a little slack on filling Fuzzy’s sometimes my job seems…well, big enough.  Mom says I don’t have to be Fuzzy, I just have to be me…Boomer Beagle).

Anyway..every morning I like to play ‘catch the squirrel brothers’

StanleyStanley

Stewartand Stewart.  We have a GREAT time—they run and I chase!  We do this until Dad hollers, “Boomer, that’s enough now.  I’m tired of all that baying!”

7I sometimes chase the deer —but, Momma Deer I never chase.  Dad always wonders why I don’t chase Momma deer.  How can I chase Momma deer?

BucksBUT this BIG boys I do give chase!

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!  HOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWL!

Bucks in the field!

Run-BuckRUN DEER RUN!

“Look at that?” says Dad…”Three-points!”

“Get them out of the bean field, Boomer!  GO!”

And you know what?

I DO!

Boomer

 

Step Through My Gate — Thursday, August 7, 2014

GateThank you for stopping by!  I always love chatting with you.  Sometimes I’m a little slow getting your comments answered, but I do try to not go too long.

This August has been very busy (so far) with the two oldest grandchildren staying with us for the week.  We have worked at making their days special and full of memories.  We are exhausted but pleasantly so.  Today their Momma comes back to pick them up.  She is bringing the other little grandkid with her so we will have all the family for two days.(Well, accept for Kelly he is extremely busy with his new job.)

The  coming week to we have to ourselves.  That is good…we need a rest.  Then the two little girls will be back for a week then school starts for all of them.

Thank you for stopping by and commenting, or pushing the like button, or signing up to follow the blog! I will be visiting with you very soon.  Until then I hope you enjoy my contribution to the Teresa’s Thursday’s Good Fences and Gates.  Please hop over and visit Teresa’s blog and check out all the other ‘great finds’ located there.  Also, if you would like to add a cool fence or gate just post yours on your blog then link the post to Teresa’s post about Fences and Gates.

Once more, Thank you for stopping by.  I’m enjoying visiting with you!

Your farm friend,

Linda