The Sky Sings to Us from the OtherWorld—-Thursday, February 28, 2019

Sometimes I think I can hear singing from the Heavens

The sounds shimmering in the sky and across the land

A sound so beautiful it feels like I can see the chorus; filtering through the clouds on the beams of light

Just there in the landscape lit so lovingly by the setting sun

The notes falling and rising in a ghost song…the choir those who love us (but have passed on) singing a bedtime lullaby: Sleep tight, we are here, you are safe…rest.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Now One with the Moon, the Stars, the Wind and Universe—-Thursday, March 1, 2018

With tremendous sadness for each member of our family….Shannon (who Romeo belonged to), Jason, Terry, and myself, and for Lady the Mule,

 

Romeo left us to travel pain free in the wind, run in green pastures, trot and gallop among the clouds and live his beautiful wonderful horse life across the rainbow bridge.

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(We were so lucky to have known you, Romeo!

Our hearts are breaking. You were one of a kind!

Love you sweet horse.  Love you)

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

While Cutting Wood—-Tuesday, February 28, 2017

We are still cutting and loading and hauling wood…several more loads to got.

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But yesterday in the middle of a wind storm (rain and snow coming in) the SandHill Cranes started gathering over us.  They were so loud we could hear them OVER the noise of the chain saw!

Please excuse the wind….I just HAD to take this short video for you.

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They were gathering right over us into one HUGE group of birds!  What an amazing site! And true gift from nature!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Sad Part About Spring—-Sunday, February 28, 2016

Burn-SeasonIt’s BURN season!

Neither Terry or I get this rather new practice of farmer’s burning off their farmed ground.

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The quality of air is just not there.  For at least three weeks.

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We see it everywhere…all around us.

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We are old-time farmers;Terry and I.   Terry still disks the stubble back into the fields; (I do the same thing in my gardens)  adding rich nutrients into the earth, creating a better growing environment for earthworms and our crops.

Burn-Season“Why do they do this?” I asked Terry, as we watched one of the huge plumes of smoke on the horizon.

“I don’t know,” his puzzled voice came back to me. “Maybe burning off the fields helps it dry faster.  I just don’t know.”

I don’t know either.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda