I’m not feeling good
Besides my bad knee
I’ve got something going on with my nose
Mom and I would really appreciate it.
Thank you so much,
Boomer Beaglie Brown
“And I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered. But most of all, I learned that life is about sitting on benches next to ancient creeks with my hand on her knee and sometimes, on good days, for falling in love.”– Nicholas Sparks
In reality…everyone’s world, everyone’s day is never made of empty spaces.
It’s made up tiny (but massive) jobs, tasks and steps undertaken here and there
Each job feeling twice as big in the beginning of the task
Then gradually taking shape; finally the whole process over and done.
Then there is the end of the day. Glittering thick with orange and red sunlight, as the night creeps up from the land; finally touching the still warm sky, brilliant light filling air with dreams!
From my world to your heart,
Sara from Punkin’s Patch…… sent me this tiny bit of information: Word of the day: “noctivagant” – of a person or creature, given to roaming & ranging in the darkness; night-wandering (noun “noctivagator”).
I guess that’s right! I do love my little walks at night! 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
There is tremendous satisfaction from pulling weeds out of the soil. Backbreaking and endless the chore, but it always gives me a sense of triumph.
My yard is a series of rooms..flung around the edges of the lawn. Tearing the roots of thistles, bind-weed, wild grasses single-minded in the sun and the heat. (I love the sun and the heat. Love it!)
I ripped and tore with tremendous concentration–covering 1/2 acre…stopping only at the end of the day.
feeling the soil give up the stubborn root; the foe lying defeated in my wheelbarrow
(some of the above photos were taken previously, as is this one)
I still have the east side of the house to do, but today is Sunday. And it’s trying to rain. I played hookey (just this morning) from changing water, letting Terry get the early morning sets! I’ll be back out there at noon and beyond. Right now I’m taking a wee break!