A Post all about Birds —Tuesday, May 24, 2022

Sometimes I wonder if birds are the physical stardust of the earth

Since the earth is magnetic

Attaching all of us to its magnetic current.

The birds live here with us

Scattering their pixie dust upon our beating hearts

Their voices are the music of the heavens

Their flight is a type of wonder for our eyes

Watching them is an extraordinary experience

we can quickly become hypnotized.

Exquisite, actually

Even the sudden flight of Mr. PH

Or the mad dash into the air by both—Mr. Ph and Mrs

Then there is the bounce and hop of the Red-Red Robin

Or the flight of a Quail—oh, my! ūüôā


For our eyes

They are up and away

In a second.

A beautiful moment of joy/wonder/delight

Yes, I do believe

Birds are the Earth’s

Star Dust

The living breathing answer to happiness!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


YAY! Thank you! Thank you!! Thank You !!! Monday, May 24, 2021

Thanks to our kids, Cliff and Kimi, our clothesline is back, a new piece welded on the bottom!


Now I’m good to go for a very long time!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


What We Have Been Doing —- Sunday, May 24, 2020

We finished up hauling all the much-needed soil/dirt

Gradually, the new ditch bank and soon to be farm road started to take place

Blade work with the tractor and shovel work with … the SHOVELS!


And all the while—keeping the irrigation going.¬† Terry is standing on the new road.¬† Pretty nice!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


This Bright Sunlight Morning—-Thursday, May 24, 2018

The hay swather’s sound is rippling through out our clean country air

The sunlight is brilliant on the thick stand of alfalfa, as the early morning light pours forth; warming the plants, drying the dew

The scent of JUST CUT ALFALFA piercing the air!


May the rain stay away until the hay is made, in the bales, and sold.

We have a stack of customers already calling wanting hay.

Two weeks we should be done…two weeks and then the rains can come.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Angels Walked—Tuesday, May 24, 2016


Today I am doing ever so much better!  I thank you, each and every one!

I have this theory, in which I try to live my life.  Something I practice everyday.  Well, actually I have a theory within a theory.

2I call my theory the Begats—¬†what we think Begats¬†more of what we think…therefore if we are angry…think angry thoughts — act out anger all the time we then draw to us more and more anger. ¬†We begin living in anger. (Or Sadness or depression or peace, or joy, or happiness!)


(Work is always a great healer–we started cutting down an old dead walnut tree yesterday. ¬†The tree died several years ago. ¬†We left it for an owl roost. ¬†Last year the trunk started to split; fearing damage to the fence or building it was now time to remove it.)


The other part of my theory is—one of the greatest gifts you can give someone is the gift to see, and do, and be, whatever it is, they want to see and do and be.

WN-Down-3As we worked I sent out love and mentally drew joy to me.  I also snipped out the horrible thoughts and replaced them with joy for myself. Gradually I grew better.

WN-Down-2I read all your wonderful warm and loving comments to me.  Your words of care flowed over me and glowed in my heart.

ViewThey continue to glow¬†even today for your words, thoughts, hugs, and prayers give me a small shield, whereby the ‘bad’ things can only bounce off, ringing like a bell, then vibrating into silence.

Irish Rainbow

Some of you even sent me rainbows!  (this one all the way from Co Mayo, Ireland)

Your concern and care is amazing! ¬†If I close my eyes and feel the soft movement, of this morning’s breeze, I can also feel something else touched my shoulders, very gently.

Blue-GlowThe Angels Walked Yesterday and they were You!

I most humbly Thank you!

From my heart to your world,