The Parade of Lights is always a huge hit. We enjoyed this one ——he was advertising his backhoe business and had filled his bucket with all sorts of candy pieces. When he saw kids, he would drive over and tip the bucket so they could get out the candy.
I just adored their smiling and laughing faces!!!
Over 50 different entries. Amazing for a cold, cold night!
Parade of Lights! So magical and so festive!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I was driving home when I looked at the sky and saw this amazing Sundog (a sign of cold, cold weather to come)
I hurried down the long drive way, parked the car and went around the west side of the house
(Much clearer than through a dirty car windshield 🙂 ) I raised my face, eyes, and camera to the sky and gave thanks for the personal enjoyment I always feel is a gift to humankind.
“December is the time for remembering the past and reaching toward the future.”- — Ralph Waldo Emerson
From my world to your heart,
Linda
From all this to mud.
Mom says we just have to be patient
At least all the snow you see above it gone and now we just have MUD!
TLC and Boo Berry
On Tuesday, early in the morning, all night Tuesday, into Wednesday all day Wednesday
We got a skiff of velvety snow
No wind, just snow.
Then in a short time, it started to melt
Making our world a tad messy! 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Shadows make my heart happy
They take away chaos
They promise wonderment with enthusiasm
They highlight silence
And blend into the familiar so you are one within
They give you a sliver of peace
A lull, as it were
Allowing you to see, taste, and feel the quiet
Taking away the remaining shouts
echoing throughout the day
Shadows are gossamer
Like a curtain.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
As we moved through the pile of logs, cutting, loading cutting, rolling the big ones out the way
So we could split them. I noticed (when I took off that Aspen log sitting on top of that HUGE pine stump)
That it was a HEART!
Terry said he would cut it into manageable pieces —-two for sure, maybe three
After which, I will load up and haul to my gardens where it will grace our yard through the long and bitterly cold winter, into the thick and lush Spring and Summer and its elegance will enhance the brilliant Autumn days.
A Heart Log!
A special gift!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
“There are moments when all anxiety and stated toil are becalmed in the infinite leisure and repose of nature.”—Henry David Thoreau
Friday, evening, while hauling wood I looked up and saw a beautiful rainbow gracing the day.
That evening as the day turned into night
The moon promised moisture
Surely to come.
If not Saturday, then soon very soon.
On the way to town (Saturday), there in the rearview mirror, among the dirt speckles I saw (O! THE JOY!) a RAINBOW!
Which suddenly appeared again, after we turned the corner and another corner; there it was
Filling the sky with love and hope and wonder.
That evening (Saturday) walking across the field with Black Beauty’s Mom, my oldest daughter, she suddenly stopped “Here is a Heart, just for you, Mom.”
And there it was a perfect tiny little heart. Just waiting for someone to show it’s self too.
What a delightful weekend, Rainbows and wee little heart stone.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
While I was out collecting the firewood for the evening, I decided to take a walk first
Since the evening was coming on fast; long shadows stretching across the farm road
I knew if I were going to find things of interest I needed to be about it
The wind was rather sharp, but not strong or cutting, just brisk with a chill to it.
The sky was beautiful
Making my walk even more special
The colors swirling around me
On the way back to the farmyard, the woodpile and the warmth of the house…I saw a glittering little heart-shaped rock.
Giving joy to my soul and wings to the essence of myself!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Terry and I took a wee ride about our town of Delta, Colorado…looking at the decorated houses. Feasting our eyes on color and charm.
The above, very small house, took the spot of Number One on our drive-about. These people adore Christmas and the lights that bring greetings to anyone who passes their abode!
It’s lovely!
Love,
Linda
Going for our daily walk, Boomer, Monkey the cat, and Sam-Sam our old cat, watched the night slowly come in….spreading it’s wings of brilliant color on the Paonia Mountains,
Brushing Grand Mesa with broad strokes of rose, and orange and a different shade of pink.
The mountains and the Black Canyon around Montrose and Gunnison lite up in vast amounts of the same color.
The cold silence of darkness descended—darkness is coming faster and faster every day. Spreading night into the dips and hallows, filling in the rows of still standing corn, while the stars burn brighter and brighter as the evening gloaming grows stronger.
We walked to small point on the land where I can look over the tops of the corn to the south, west and north…enjoying the stunning vista. A small rises where the plateaus fall away below us, and we can see beyond our mesa, and beyond the Rubidoux Canyon into the next Canyons and the flat lands and more knobs and knolls, into a blue distance, hazed with the breath of the desert. (Looking toward Grand Junction, Colorado)
Turning around to the east the land is flat, devoid of corn crops, whereby the sunset was busy splashing masses of color on all the mountains.
Only a few more days [now] until December 21st and the winter Solstice! At 9:49 p.m. here in our part of the world.
I can’t tell you HOW READY I am!!!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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