Turning our whole world orange. Our oldest daughter, Shannon, took this photo. It is stunning.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Mom’s still sick.
She has new medication. Maybe it will work.
Dad has to do EVERYTHING!!!
Get Well Soon, Mom!
TLC Cai-Cai and Boo Berry Betty
(P.S. to catch everyone up—I’ve been fighting pneumonia now for 10 days. They thought about entering me into the hospital, but I voted for staying in my own house.
It’s been very hard to function. Although, I do have some new (four different drugs) now that have a least given my back my voice—kinda, sorta, not really. I take them for five days (four more to go) if, at that time, no results I suppose I have to do the hospital route.
Thanks for still hanging in there. It’s hard to do too much at one time, but I do think of you and hope you are all staying healthy)
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
There is a moment (a short period of time)
As the sun rapidly sets
And the shadows gather together, growing long and deep
For a short, short spell
The light changes into the most lovely of colors— lavender
Then it is gone in the blink of an eye, in one beat of the heart, but for just a moment it’s there.
For all to experience and enjoy.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Shannon and her rehabilitated Mule, LaVerne. LaVerne was treated extremely poorly throughout her life. But Shannon has taught her people can be kind (it took a full year) and that Shannon IS kind. Today she rides and packs and loves on Shannon.
Bruce (on T’Ata) and Lenard (on Glory Bee)
Took time out of their busy day to come over and ride horses with Shannon.
Once a horseman always a horseman.
Thanks, Guys, everyone seemed to have lots of fun!
From our world to your heart,
Linda
Sometimes, while I do chores around the place,
Or am fixing food
I marvel at the beauty of all the shadows coloring our world.
Shadows so wonderful and deep, and heavy
I am sure you will marvel at them as I do.
Shadows and light
Moving across our day and into the night
The shadows of Autumn are different than the other seasons.
Shadows with a sky so clearly blue it sometimes hurts one’s eyes, the shadows seem even darker and more defined.
Shadows—that’s what I’ve been thinking of and wanting to share with you. Those wonderful deep dark shadows defining the ever-changing light.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda