In the Silence of the Air —- Sunday, May 5, 2019

Our air is full of the scent of the Lilacs

Rich and sweet and lush all at the same moment

All three of my bushes are in bloom fluttering gently in the soft spring breezes

How very blessed we are, for it’s been several years since we have had blooms

Thankfully not this year.

Another glorious gift from the sky arrived in my message box on FaceBook

A most beautiful double rainbow spanning Vadarae’s cotton fields in Texas.  A most delightful sight!  Glorious to behold!

Thank you, Vadarae!  A rainbow from you, now for all of us!

From my heart to your world,

Linda

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Heat Shimmering on the Farm—Sunday, June 5, 2016

Here-Comes-the-Sun-4The heat has arrived!  The sun started the day with a promise of warmth..of air smelling like Iris, Columbines, roses, and pink daisies.

MorningI woke feeling ever so creative and full of energy that I took upon myself a staggering amount of work: clean in the basement, mop the floors in the kitchen, bathroom, the back porch, wash all their windows, clean all the cupboards and cabinets, and refrigerator,  oh, yes and scour the stove.

Rosese-1Work in one flower bed: weed, prune, deadhead, etc.  Painted two of the garden benches.

Sammy--and-the-rosesWhile I’m at it —why not try three new recipes I’ve been wanting to try for some time

AND….start making paper.  (Something I’ve been wanting to do for—ever)

Sitting-Water-on-the-dirt-dBy the middle of the day the heat was sucking down into the earth, causing the soil to glow and simmer and Terry and I to do so right along with it!

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It was still hot when we went for the last set of the night, but starting to cool down. (As a side-bar note–I really love the heat; it’s the cold I don’t care for.)Evening-1 When we finally got back home after the last set (9:30 p.m.)  I was obliged to admit to myself— I can not work like that anymore.

I have to pace myself…I was way too tired. I may have been able to work like that a few years ago, or even last year.  But not this year.  From now on I’m going to ‘save’ some things to do later.  There really isn’t a time clock on my work.  The only real time clock exists with the plants on the farm and in my yard. Everything else will wait.

And if people come and the house needs dusting, or the windows washed, I hope they understand—-somethings will just get done at another time.

Evening-2Besides…I’m sure it’s okay.  I never go see someone’s home, I go to see the people who live there.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

 

 

A Visit from Another Spot on the Planet—Thursday, May 5, 2016

BalloonRiding through the Upper End to the Back Forty we came across something odd stuck in last winter’s dried out grass!

Boomer and checked it out…he was in defense mode, me just curious.  When we got there we found a Happy 30th Birthday balloon!  It must have flown away  or they released it for good wishes.  No matter how…it landed next to the little creek between the Upper End and the Back Forty and We found it!

Of course it was pretty flat so I threw it away.

Still…I enjoyed finding the balloon!

From your friend on a Western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Different Kind of Rainbow–Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Rainbow-Birds

Kate sent me a different kind of rainbow 🙂

Here is what she said:  “Here’s a rainbow spotted yesterday in my back yard… Rainbow Lorikeets, enjoying what we left on the bird feeder for them. Every time I see these lavishly coloured wild birds I realised how blessed I am to live in this country, where such beauty is an everyday thing…”

A Yardful of Rainbows

We put in a bird table in February.  Until a few weeks ago, it hadn’t seen much action.

We’ve had visits from Magpies, Butcher Birds, Peewees, Willy Wagtails, Black Chinned Honeyeaters, Sunbirds and Crested Pigeons. We’ve had Plumed Whistling Ducks, Masked Plovers and two kinds of Ibis hanging around the foot of it hopefully, which generally results in me turning out with the relevant rations. The ducks even go so far as to whistle loudly outside the back door to summon me, cheeky devils. Some nights we’ve heard in the distance the screams of the increasingly rare Stone Curlews, which sound a little like a woman being murdered…

Yesterday, though, the Husband put out a handful of stale Nut & Seed Mix left over from his lunch. Then the Rainbow Lorikeets discovered it.

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It’s wonderful, isn’t it? There’s a downside, though.

The noise is indescribable.

Ah, the beauty of the Land Down Under!

Your Friend,

Linda