Coming back from finishing the fence for the last time this year (we hope)
I glanced down and SAW and KISS and HUG from the earth!
I stand in awe at the beauty of our world. I really do.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Forward and onward—sometimes a straight path; or there is a bend.
But on we go–singing with the birds and the wind, our hearts without a burden.
Christmas is coming, My Friends!
Not long now! JOY! to the World!
“Christmas children, is not a date. It is a state of mind.”– Mary Ellen Chase
From my heart to your world,
Linda
It’s been super cold here.
Like almost Zero cold
We don’t like going outside.
But we do. (Business to take care of, you do understand)
Sometimes we go with Mom
Sometimes we run out the door with Dad
But
Mostly we stay inside by the fire
Just say’n.
Oh! Yes! It’s almost Christmas!
Merry Christmas from Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai
Step outside and Listen
The Life Force of the sky
Floats gently to the earth—making a roar in your heart.
What a blessing!
Your friend on a western Colorado sky,
Linda
Today we are in the shift…from the longest night of the year, where darkness drags on and on
Where shadows grow long early in the day
and swirl heavily into the evening
But gradually, ever so slowly, the daylight hours will stretch
(Coyote visiting our yard 😦 )
And the night time minutes grow shorter and shorter
Sunlight will stretch a few seconds longer and longer each and every day
Until the seconds become minutes
Then the minutes will become an hour
At which time we reach Daylight Saving time, where we have a full hour added to our daily Sunlight
But even though the days grow longer,
For two full months, January and February
The days will grow colder and colder
Hopefully with moisture
Called snow.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The Cows have come. I Spread my arms and swirl around in excitement!
I love watching them munching along on the farm
The air filled with their calls and the stalks of corn, weeds, and standing alfalfa dancing slowing, rippling with the movement of their lips and hooves
They will eat all night if a storm is coming in. Or they head to the Upper End; drink from the little creek and sleep.
Come first light, I can see them trundling along looking for that perfect spot in the golden corral of our farm to start their morning breakfast.!
Yay! The Cows have come!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I am always entranced by the moon
There is such an excitement where the full moon is concerned
The playfulness of the clouds as they shadow the glow
Sometimes I like to just sit on the outdoor swing
Watching the clouds play softly with the moon.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Every day and in every way we are given gifts from friends and strangers.
Some timesI receive a comment left on my blog or on my FaceBook Page or a personal email; other times a fun little package arrives in the mail bringing heart felt joy to my walk down the long lane to and from the mail box.
Other times is a simple sharing of someone else’s celebration of happiness…you know those quick little drive-by moments when your soul responds to a strangers boundless joy. A tiny spark attaching itself to you, making the rest of your day warm and lovely.
(Karen Bringol’s photo she posted to my Facebook)
Yesterday my blog comments, my FaceBook post and my email were full of wishes..Thank you so much! You do warm my soul!
Then Jan from the Poodle and Dog Blog brightened my walk back home from the mail box with a beautiful handmade wall hanging. My steps were light enough to carry me over the mud in pixie dust fashion.
That evening Terry and I took a short drive around our small town of 9,000 people looking at the Christmas lights
Cheerful gifts from strangers, for anyone who wished to enjoy!
I am done with all my baking, cooking, planning, and gift wrapping. Today I clean.
Thank you, my friends, each one of you are a gift!
Your friend,
Linda
Sarah’s human came and got her yesterday morning. She was very happy to see him, but didn’t want to leave here. Rather broke my heart. I’m sure she is having a terrible time of being flung here and there and everywhere. At least now she is with her human, which takes a load off my mind.
We went down to Saint Mary’s Hospital yesterday to see Rick in ICU. The prognosis is sad. When we left yesterday the two sisters were going to have to make the hard decision–the one that is only done in human kindness. Once that process is over everyone waits. I’m sure we will hear something sometime this morning where things are. Personally I think life in a wheel chair (he has (now) had a massive stoke on the left side to go with everything else) where you can’t get out and sit on a tractor would be horrible. If he pulls through we will still be there–friendships don’t change because the physical body changes.
Anyway, we move forward toward Christmas all the kids are coming home—YIPPEE! At least for Christmas day I will have all four of our children and their mates [here] and our three grandchildren and maybe –just maybe—our step-granddaughter!
I hope this post finds each one of you in a good place in life and the joy of the Christmas Season filling your lives with goodness!
Your friend on a Western Colorado Farm,
Linda
We are entering the last of the count down to Christmas now…today I will clean the house and make my deserts. There will be twelve of us for Christmas Eve Dinner, and ten for Christmas day buffet. The cooking is shared by all, which really helps, as you know.
The sunset last night was just outstanding
I love watching the sky. The sky is full of music and the music is made up of colors. When out walking I can sometimes feel the energy of the land and the sky and beings that make up the ‘outdoors’. It lifts my soul up until I feel like I have become one with them. Like listening to a really good symphony…if you are calm and allow the music to surround you then you can pick out certain things that are a part of the whole…the the piccolo, or the single note or a base.
When my brother and I were growing up we had the great pleasure of living at the end of the cherry orchard. In the evenings of summer, we would walk, with our Mother, down through the cherry orchard, then the apple orchard to our Grandparents house. (Our Dad would come home late from work and join us.)
They lived in a beautiful old rock house that had a wide front porch facing the east. As the evening darkened and night softly surrounded us my brother and I would lay on the cement walls connecting the columns of the porch to the house.
It was here that we would play and listen to our family talk about the day. Sometimes Uncle Henry would be there, sometimes Uncle Herbert, or all the relatives from Texas, even Uncle Jay.
Now when Uncle Jay came so did his golden fiddle—as the magic of the Little Brown Church in the Dell, or Red Wing or the Yellow Rose of Texas (to name a few) fill the air, I was lifted to another place and time where the music and I became one.
It is that same feeling I get, now, as I walk upon the land and watch the sky, the land on the farm and the plants and animals –as silly as it sounds…I feel like I and nature are one!
Merry Christmas Everyone!
Your friend,
Linda
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