I almost forgot!!!
My MOST favorite entry of all! Young men, playing the bagpipes.
I LOVED IT!!!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The farm has a peaceful feeling. The cows calmly feeding
The early morning sky gradually drying the glistening frost
The only true sounds which MIGHT be cacophonous — the large winter birds in the sky
I, actually, love hearing them calling to each other — I always call to them myself, inviting them to stay with us. They would be safe here. The cows would protect them.
They are beams of brilliant color and sounds rippling through the air
Peaceful…the light dwindling into a dim afterglow
A secret formula of magic spoken to us from God
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Winter brings an interesting phenomenon
Things which are unusual, at best, seem to occur
With a slight more bit of frequency
Winter has it’s own glimmering twilight, so different
from Spring,
or Summer,
or Fall
The colors are much different, filled with lavender instead of hot oranges
And the trees sigh, instead of sing—swaying and clacking in the cold.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Terry and took a wee ride about the farm, just for the fun of riding.
Our neighbors to the west of us also have their cattle grazing on last year’s stubble. Their bull watched very carefully everything we were doing.
They already have sweet little babies on the ground
Tiny little bits of happiness!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
There is a simple beauty, which occurs as the world turns…moving the seasons forward, ever forward
Not only are the seasons reflected in the feel of the air, a turn of a calendar page, or the moisture, or lack there-of, it flickers in the sky…
That still silence place– where we sometimes forget to watch look and see…but as we hurdle headlong in to winter the sky changes from heady colors, which reflect heat (or at least warmth) the sky starts throwing light in a different way
Showing us that the cold is coming, the deep nights are soon arriving…until the surface of the sunrises and sunsets will feel
Like ice on a very deep and frozen lake.
This old photo from January 2009 says the gulf of colors from spring, summer and fall are vastly different from deep silent winter.
Oh, how I love the sky!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
They tell us a winter storm is coming in. With temperatures dropping to single digits.
It must be so. The last of yesterdays sunlight caught like cobwebs in the corn. The sky gradually filling with clouds from the west. Our storms always come from the west.
As the clouds thickened and gathered the sunlight
Splashed golden and yellow across our land.
This morning we woke up to a fully covered sky, full of thick clouds, which bespeak of snow.
Winter lays heavy on the land.
With much love, from a desperate to harvest but can’t, western Colorado farm,
Linda
OH! P.S. The header is a photo of a double sundog, sent to me from our daughter and son-in-law in Grand Junction. It’s stunning, don’t you think?
Looking out my kitchen window this morning I saw the crossed trails as two jets winged their way to places I can only imagine.
Looking further down the sky I saw the mirids or Canada Geese flying in to spend the day with us. Quickly grabbing my camera and coat I slipped out the back door….carefully, carefully so that little Boomer dog would stay inside by the fireplace. (I didn’t want a delighted baying to set in and scare away the birds! 🙂 )
The mist was heavy on the corn fields surround the house so the shots aren’t as clear as I wanted, but you can still see the bounty of Canadian Geese we are enjoying.
Carefully I crept along the fence line…careful, careful…one, just one odd sound and they will rise in a great mass honking in alarm.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yF-zaQhdR2I&feature=youtu.be
The sky and the earth was over-flowing with the joyful sounds of the geese!
As the day brightened, and the mist lifted, even more Canadian Geese arrive…so many it looks like leaves off that wild plum trees.
They stayed for two days then moved on up to another field about 1/2 mile from us…but lucky for me…I was home when they chose to grace the next door field.
Somethings just must be shared…the bounty of beautiful geese is one of those things!
Your friend,
Linda