There—- right there
Painted in vivid gold
Was a golden ray of Sunshine breaking forth from the setting sun
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Chapter Nine
“BOOMER!!!” Mindy yelled. “BOOMER Come SEE!”
I trotted over, put my nose to the ground and smelled.
“WOW! BIG CAT!”
“Yes! A Very big cat! Are we safe, Boomer?”
“Well,” I pondered, “I think so. We’ve had them walk down the farm road and the irrigation pipes before and nothing ever came of it. Although, I did hear Mom and Dad talking about our neighbor, just over the way from the Back Forty, losing several sheep to a Mountain Lion.”
“SHEEP!” Mindy jumped sky-high landing on her four feet over on the other side of the paw print. “These big cats eat SHEEP!?!?!”
“And other things.” I mused. I remember Etta, my sweet lovely Etta telling me they were out on a hike once and came across a BIG CAT in a tree. She said those big cats don’t waste their time eating mice and birds, they need BIG things to fill their tummies so they eat horses, cows, calves, sheep, goats…you know BIG things.”
“Oh! Boomer! Does the smell say the cat is gone? I really don’t want to be food.”
Sniff, sniff, snuff, snuff…” yes gone. Gone one down the road. I think we are safe.”
“BUT Mindy…the sun has set and now it’s dark.
Dark is NEVER a good thing out on the farm
EVER!”
“OH! BOOMER! WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO!!!” Mindy wailed.
It was just at the very moment when:
“Danger!” Mindy screamed. “Danger!”
We have been going to our oldest grandson and our oldest granddaughter’s basketball games
As I sat there Tuesday afternoon and way into the evening
I marveled at how amazing these young people are (not just my grandchildren, but all the kids out on the court—all of them)
It’s a very special time, for each young man and young woman. They are being gifted with teachers, coaches, plus parents and grandparents who believe in them.
Not only believe in them but are willing to help the young adult stretch and experience and sometimes to pick them up so they can start all over again.
The message to each young mind is: “You can Become. You can mold yourself into whatever you want to be and you can do whatever you want to do”.
Here are the tools. Even horrible situations of misery — have adults close by who care about the student.
Once we leave the nest, those days are over. Sure there will be special people who come along for a spell…echoing the voice and lessons from that growing time of the past.
There will be experiences which lift us up interweaving spells of joy and tears
Never again will we ever get to experience that special time of support we get before we become full-fledged adults.
Once we are adults we figure out…adulting is hard. Even though, we strain and strive for it all through our high school years.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Well, it’s with fond hearts
And sad good-byes
We all watched the cows
being rounded up yesterday morning around 10:00
Heading to their home place.
The cranes were upset for a spell but came back. Which is a good thing.
Still, the fields feel empty without the cows.
Moving toward spring work now. Although, today we have snow and rain and not very nice conditions.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda