Thoughts on the ‘Art of Making Choices’—-Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Have you ever thought on the art of making choices?

Yesterday, while I worked in my yard,

In the huffing and blowing in the very warm late spring—nearly summer— wind

That silly little thought kept running around in my mind….. ‘what is the art of making choices’?  I pondered from one garden bed to another

The wind flipped my hair here and there and everywhere, little bits of soil flying into my eyes

By the time I made it to the west side of the yard, I could hear the wind in the trees down at the other house.

Gradually, the wind slowed enough I could hear the bird’s singing in the rosebushes, and high in the tops of the trees in our yard

Still, I wondered: what is the art of making choices?

Finally, I decided…there is no art.  You do the best you can do.

Every once in awhile you will make a wrong choice.  Everyone does.

But no choice is never a good thing.  With choosing ‘no choice’ we are choosing to not live, to experience, to be full and present in our lives.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

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Summer’s Scents and Sounds (Although Summer isn’t here until next week )—Sunday, June 10, 2018

We are way too hot and too dry.  I know that other states are in the same scary place in time. Although I know I didn’t want rain during haying season, rain would be a very good thing now.

We are checking and changing water on a constant basis.  Terry is doing better, but I still must go with him to set the tubes.  Walking on a slanted ditch bank is just not possible for him at the moment.

The summer flowers are starting to come into the forefront of the yard now…with the spring blooms fading in the hot dry heat. (YAY! I LOVE SUMMER!)

Lady, that most wonderful mule, has gone to summer camp to work with Shannon’s friends on their huge cow ranch and with their Outfitter mules.  She had gotten very restless and in need of ‘something to do’.  Velvet and Cole just love her.  Cole is even riding her instead of one of his other mules.  Cole only rides mules.   They say she is a very good mule.  I’m so glad Shannon was able to spend the year helping Lady learn that all humans are not mean and cruel.

I miss her sweet mule kisses and when she would talk to me as I brought her apples. Still, I think it is a good thing she has a job to do.  She was VERY fidgety.

Our days are quiet, every day filled with the smell of roses

The sun pouring down, tingling upon or skin, glittering on the water, running or still.

As bigger and brighter colors fill my yard sparkling in the light.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Today I Give You the Color Red–Wednesday, August 20, 2014

BudWe are ‘truck’n’ right along here.  All the little tykes went home by 5:00 last evening.  Leaving us with just Tally and Linky.  They both had huge dark circles under their eyes, but were still wound-up.

StormTerry was also restless since it was raining and storming and generally nasty….(the above photo is from Sue in Cedaredge, Colorado.  You can see Hart’s Basin on the far left of the photo…Cedaredge on the right hand side of the photo…and the storm which moved from the Uncompahgre Plateau (Un-come-pah-gray—accent on the pah) over the top of us  toward the towns of Hotchkiss and Paonia.

StudyJolyne is now here…(all the way from Grand Prairie, Canada).  Jolyne will be marrying Evan, our son, in three weeks.  Terry and the little girls thought it was time to see Aunt Jolyne (almost aunt 🙂 ) so we took off to visit them for a short spell.

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After which ice cream was in order.

Today we must take a huge shopping trip to Grand Junction, Colorado, for parts for the hay swather and a door for the garage.  Our time is ‘flying by’.  We are in the middle of the week…even the little girls are saying the time is going to quickly.

Time has a way of doing that doesn’t it? Flying by…but only when you are having fun.  I’ve had time crawl…but not right now, not this week, nor today.

For today we will enjoy each and every second!

Your friend,

Linda