Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Good Luck may follow you the rest of the year!
On this day—-We are ALL Irish!!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
May You Find the Four Leaf Clover— Monday, March 17, 2025
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Tag Archives: March 17
How to See the Invisible World, — Sunday, March 17, 2024
Yep! It’s a bit windy!
(Spring starts this week! YAY)
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Back on the Land AGAIN!, Friday, March 17, 2023
TLC and I went outside to
PLAY!!!
But—
Dad was backing up that big
Scary
Machine.
(This was taken two weeks ago)
So, we ran back inside!
Mom told us Dad was going out to see if the rain made it
Too muddy to get back out
On the Land.
Guess what?!
Dad is BACK ON THE LAND!
TLC and Boo Berry
Meet Wilson —- Thursday, March 17, 2022
This is Wilson. He is a hospital therapy dog! He is HUGE! And SWEET! and just plain wonderful!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Shadows Do Not Leave Prints —- Wednesday, March 17, 2021
I love how the light throws bars of shadows on the Earth
Or the marvel of the trailer’s outline
Or, if you wait long enough, the thick shadows cooling the soil
Shadows, always changing, sometimes faint, some giving on the expectancy of growth
Shadows, brightening the land
Strengthening the vividness of earth and sky
Glittering, dazzling, helping your eye
see in diamond-bright patterns.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Hysteria and Fear Replaced with Peace and Beauty—- Tuesday, March 17, 2020
Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, an 1887 painting by Viktor Vasnetsov. From left to right are Death, Famine, War, and Conquest; the Lamb is at the top.
The fear of the Coronavirus…the media seems to be saying that we are experiencing the appearance of the dreadful horseman of pestilence and death.
Possibly. It sure seems so each and every day.
Possibly. I really don’t know.
And like each and every one of you, I won’t know until we move through this time and come out on the other side.
But I can tell you, I still enjoy walking on the farm with Beaglie, sometimes Terry and Mindy. But always with Boomer
I love the long shadows the clean and silver moon-light throws behind the bushes, the trees, and the equipment
The movement of the clouds tangling with the moonlight, covering the moon
Silvering light which lights up the world
Making the world seem as if we are sailing closer to the moon each and every night
Growing larger, then grower smaller.
Each day a marvelous gift to you and me.
I pray that your God is with you, I thank my God for all my blessings!
Amen.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
As the Light Dances in the Evening Skies—-Sunday, March 17, 2019
The long v’s of big birds fly over our farm in the evening,
looking ever so carefully for a place to land, eat, and rest before taking off again for that very long flight to their summer homes mesmerizes me.
I love to stand outside and listen to their calls curling around me in the air
The glimmer of pink on the clouds, the shadows of the birds flying over;
I feel as if there is deep magic on this earth…that God is very generous with us!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH! —- Thursday, March 17, 2016
I 
This local rock art says: “Little bitty turtle, says Thank-you to all big helpers on big horse and little horse for knowledge on back up of computer.” 🙂 
(I now have a game plan and can proceed! You have been most accommodating in helping me! Thank you so Much! —See the mountain lion on the rock? That’s me…I now know the way! tee hee)
Today is Saint Patrick’s Day!! March 17th! On this day everyone, is always a little bit Irish! But for real understanding of the most popular Catholic Saint go here.
Terry finished rolling the old pinto bean ground. Today we take a break. 
Yesterday, was uphill from sunup to sun down.
I finished raking the whole yard, all the of the farm yard buildings and the corrals. Then in the afternoon Terry and I worked on tearing down and cutting up an old building, which was crumbling. We were concerned that a huge storm would finish it off. This meant moving all the stuff in the building, then the laborious process of dismantling and sawing up the wood. The old barn wood we saved, but other than that we started making fire starter wood.
Today….we are tired. Very. So today we rest, sorta…I have that tedious thing to do call grocery shopping and Terry is working with a guy to do some back hoe stuff.
With much love,
Linda
Dwellers of the Land—Tuesday, March 17, 2015
“Those who dwell among the beauties and mysteries of the earth are never alone or weary of life.” — Rachel Carson
Today Terry is plowing…he has the corn fields disked (twice, working until late in the night)— today he plows. We both were stumped whether or not to plow…the weather people say there is a 40% chance of rain moving into our area tomorrow.
Forty percent is a pretty good chance that we will get it right here! Plowed earth is like a sponge…after much pondering (the kind that keeps you up at night) he decided to go ahead and plow. I guess we will see if that was a good decision or not come Wednesday morning. 🙂
I worked on cleaning the house yesterday and then in my yard. My winter weary body is starting to get the hang of spring work, but it’s a slow process.
This afternoon Terry and I will work on the plumbing and wiring down at the other house. Gradually, gradually everything is starting to take shape down there.
We want to have the electricity finished and the hot water heater moved before the last week in March. The kids in Craig, Colorado, are coming for 10 days (Spring break) and want to stay in their old home. We are SO close to being done, we just have to make the time to finish it. I still have to paint one wall in the kitchen then that room is finished. (The the yard work down there starts, but I will think about that later.)
I saw a butterfly yesterday! It was a joy to see. Also, the honey bees were out and about, not to mention the nasty house flies. The house flies are still a little clingy and slow moving.
Spring is arriving! YAY!
Your friend on a Western Colorado Farm,
Linda
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