If You Wear Socks with Flip-Flops — Monday, January 25, 2021

Your toes look like this

If you have a lovely daughter who wants to free your toes….your feet now look like THIS!¬† ūüôā

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Brilliant and Beautiful—-Thursday, January 25, 2018

The woodpile is growing somewhat thinner…leaving me with huge base chunks of tree stumps, so Terry dug out the wood splitter

Giving us lots of more pieces of wood to heat the house with.  I enjoyed this satisfying bit of physical work in a thin heat of afternoon.


Later that evening, as the sun started to set…the sky became a kaleidoscope of rotating lovely colors

¬†Coming back toward the house I noticed the sunset reflected in the Tilehouse’s windows

Pure and

Simple magic.

Your friend on a western Colorado Farm,


I See the Moon, the Moon Sees Me—Monday, January 25, 2016

As the sun faded, the shadows started growing long and dark under the mighty trees growing in the Black Forrest of Colorado.

Stepping outside to hear the hoot owls calling to one another high in the pine trees, my long time reader and friend, Elaine, watched as the night caused solid objects to loose their depth. ¬†Gradually everything slowly brighten, with a sheen of silver, as the moon light ¬†rose over the tops of the majestic pines—- lighting her world in the magic of the moon’s glow.

ElaineThankfully she took a photo and sent it to me, with permission, so I could share it with you.

How lucky we are.  Thank you, Elaine!

Your friend,




Looking at a Rose Colored World—Sunday, January 25, 2015

GlowTerry and I¬†were outside splitting firewood yesterday as the day started to end…colder air was descending and the sun was sitting.

kkkkWe still wanted to do a few more logs and I still needed to haul the nightly load to the house and fill the wood box.


As we worked the sky started filling up with the most amazing, scrumptious, delightful rosey glow.  It started out as a very pale pink.

tttGetting brighter and brighter as we finished up.

vvvvI hurriedly filled the wheelbarrow and pushed my heavy load to the house, then leaving the wheelbarrow right next to the back door I grabbed my camera and ran back outside!

yyyLight like this doesn’t last long…a few minutes at the most.

RG¬†And I wanted to be in the light, surrounded by the light…a complete part of the light.

RoseAnd I wanted to share it with you!

The world is a truly stunning and beautiful place!


Your friend on a Western Colorado farm,