In That Hushed Time —-Wednesday, January 8, 2020

As the daylight fades, the animals and I try to make the best of the time left before evening, where the next sound will be only of breathing.

Later, much later, on a wee walk-about in the dark of an ice-bound night

We watched the moon illuminate the sky

Then two stars flickering beside the silver moon, in the immense dark heavens.

Blessings so greatly abound—if we just look for them. ūüôā

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



The Prospect of a New Day— Tuesday, January 8, 2019

“I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.”—J.B. Priestley

I love the blaze of light which gathers just before night creeps up onto the land

The collapse of the day

The colors only are seen at the beginning of the day or at the ending

The sky turning into the color of blueberry ice cream/ turning the earth the same color

Sometimes there are no masses of clouds defined with rays of sunshine

Or the clouds are so thin that the shafts of light seem misty and blurry

Sunrise can be so stunningly amazing that the trees seem like black shadows

Until the sun becomes high enough in the sky the dark silhouettes fade away

Then there is that golden light…a light there really isn’t words to explain the beauty

Just being outside, in that glory-filled light is really quite peaceful.

From my world to your heart,




Sunlight Creeping Slowly — Monday, January 8, 2018

We were fogged in all night last night, until a wee while after sunrise

A white mist curling through the darkness into the light

Touching everything remote and close, making the world look beautiful and unreal

The silver air chimes softly, as the sun climbs over head…

Although (still) not warm enough to melt the hoar frost (it’s ten o’clock in the morning) the very air seems to peal and cascade like ascending and descending notes of a harp.

Cascading, singing, praising the beauty everywhere.

From my world to your heart,


The Bitter Cold Says Hush, Be Still—Sunday, January 8, 2017


It’s cold here! ¬†So cold that your lungs feel frozen when you try to breathe.


There is a hush upon the land, a stillness that says…shhhh, step softly, go carefully, do not disturb the silence of the sleeping earth.

ice-and-shadows-004The woodstove is a blessing!


Still there is a¬†wonderful beauty of the evening sky—the jagged pink line of snow covered mountains


As the setting sun brings to us the darkness…flowing in quietly all around us

ice-and-shadows-019The brilliance fading into gray.

moon-shadowsStill the moon, that heart stopping brightly glowing moon, teases me with the thought I could grab a bare branch, of the highest tree, and swing like a trapeze artist.

If I could do so I ¬†would be able to catch myself on the hook of that growing moon. ¬†Then I would skip and jump from one glowing star to another— walking among the vault of heaven, which arches over our magnificent earth.

From my world to your heart




A Little of This and a Little of That—Thursday, January 8, 2015


This is a photo was taken by our oldest daughter while she and Jason were up on the Uncompahgre Plateau (Un-come-pah-gray, with the accent on the pah).  Winter on the plateau!


It’s melting here! ¬†Bright sunshine and warmer temperatures are quickly destroying all the footprints in the snow.


I am not sure if this is a canine with a bum leg or a lame deer. ¬†My vote goes for the deer–although, I’m really not sure. ¬†A dog could drag a leg, but more than likely they hop along on three legs.

TracksLittle birds…of which kind I’m not sure….we have quail, pheasant, plus many little song birds. ¬†There is also a possibility that mice have scampered over the birds tracks.

MetlI have even brought out my EVERYDAY shoes! ¬†Feet need to see the sun! ¬†ūüôā ¬†That’s my theory, anyway! ¬†ūüôā I can only wear these ‘shoes’ when the snow is still frozen, the rest of the time–I wear boots.

BirdUnder the big cottonwood tree in the yard, the snow has melted and turned to dry dirt—makes a joy to haul wood. ¬†I even raked around the wood pile yesterday!

Another storm is due in here in a few days, but for right now! I’m enjoying this warmer weather and the sunshine! ¬†YAY!

Your friend,


We Took the Plunge — January 8, 2014

Before I tell you about the ‘plunge’ Terry and took I want to tell you that Fuzzy and Boomer were featured on PeaceLovinWhisker’s blog on the 30th of January.

She does a really nice blog featuring furry friends from all around blog land.  If you get a chance to hop over there I think you will find your time well spent.

House-PhoneYesterday Terry and I decided it was time to ditch the house phone and just move the house phone over to his cell phone. ¬†He doesn’t like to use the cell phone so it sits in his truck, or in his coat pocket, or out on the tractor seat usually dead.

Lots of people (our ages) have moved their house phone number to a cell phone and just take it with them everywhere.

Now you and I know that we don’t ever really GO anywhere, but we do go around our place, sometimes to Grand Junction or Montrose, but really we don’t travel.

The move was to save money.  These fixed incomes seem to have a way of making you always looking at ways to save money.  So we took the plunge.  No more house phone bill, the same cell phone bill, and I have to get used to having a phone close by at all times.

I rather stopped that when I retired…my phone at the office sat right next to me and rang it’s little bell off all day long. ¬†When I went home at night the ringing phone was NOT something I wanted to deal with.

But that was three years ago, so I think I can deal with the random call we get now. ¬†Just a call here and there…nothing like work.

So we did it! We are now a cell phone only family! ¬†My 6th grader grandson’s comment was: “Cool! ¬†Just like us!”

Terry and I looked at each other and smiled…we have ARRIVED!

Off to help Terry with the furnace.  We work a little bit every day.  He is at the point now whereby he can get the Baso valve off so he can see what the problem is with it.  Everyday we are little bit closer.

After he is feels confident about the ¬†furnace he wants to take a trip to Minnesota to look at a tractor there. ¬†A 4040 John Deere–I think it would be nice if he could find one much closer. ¬†He found this one through a tractor site and at this time it’s still for sale. (I’ll bet we don’t go, but everyone needs to dream).

He is also wanting to go over to Brush, Colorado to the tractor sale there to see if they have a John Deere 4040.  That one would be ever so much better and easier to get too.  Still he knows there is one in Minnesota as he talked to that guy.

Well, off to actually get the house cleaned today!

Your friend,