I’ve Been Thinking — Wednesday, September 17, 2025

I’ve been thinking about getting old(er)

And still flourishing—how to keep on keeping on, as it may

I think it comes down to just a few things:  thrive by creating joy.  Really, I know I seem to harp on this, but I can’t express it enough.

Events promote happiness, but joy comes from your soul.

Move!  Get up and ‘do’ something that brings happiness to your core.

Then look for glimmers to fill your thoughts instead of negative, beating yourself up, thoughts.  Replace those horrid things with Glimmers.  Once you have the glimmer, tell the negative thought to banish from your mind, evermore.

Then quiet your mind and observe your world.  No matter where you live, country, city, suburb–on a riverboat…it doesn’t matter.

There are gifts everywhere, and these gifts can change your life to one of beauty and joy.

From my heart to your world,

Linda

 

The Wasps were Thick — Tuesday, September 2, 2025

But I only was able to get a photo of this one—the rest were a blur.

This little guy gets really upset at different times.  I’m rather glad I’m on a four-wheeler.  (Me thinks it’s the dog he is upset with.)

Soon we will be on the last irrigation of the season.  Soon.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Mr. and Mrs., No Kids — Wednesday, August 27, 2025

This is Mr. and Mrs Pheasant.  I’ve only seen one batch of chicks.  I hope there have been more.

We do have a family of foxes up here.  A passel of skunks—and of course, masses of Raccoons.  Not to fail to mention the coyotes.

“happiness often sneaks in through a door you didn’t know you left open.”– John Barrymore

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Little Chirrups and Hums, and Even Beautiful Silence, Monday, June 9, 2025

I try to be silent

Not loud, so I can see all those wonderful little creatures

I love seeing what I can see

These amazing lithe animals

Of Which moves as silently as a whisper

So when I see them, I try to softly enjoy each.

Yugen (noun): A profound awareness of the Universe that triggers feelings too deep and mysterious for words.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

News on the Farm—-Thursday , May 22, 2025

SEEDS!!! SEEDS!!!! There are lots of SEEDS!

Seeds?  That bird is screaming there are seeds up here somewhere.

Do you see any seeds?  No…nothing.

And peanuts!  The squirrels say there are peanuts!!!

Where are the seeds, bird friend?

Oh gosh,  too much activity—-I’ve got to HIDEEEEEEEEE!

Seeds!!!  I can see them!

ME TOO!!! Coming in!!!!

Quaquaversal (adj): Moving or happening in every direction instantaneously.  pronunciation: ‘kwA-kwa-v”ers-al.  Origin: Latin 

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Home—Home, Wednesday, May 14, 2025

Home where the wild things dance just beyond our senses

Yet, if I’m very careful

Not making a sound, I can [sometimes] be gifted

With a wee glimpse of some of the wild things.

Confine (Kuh-meh-vin) welsh

A place where one feels he/she ought to live and belong, where nature embraces and offers welcome

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Things Which Go Zoom—-Tuesday, June 13, 2023

A Bumble Bee

Four-wheeler

Bird chasing bug (see the bug?)

Zooming Pheasant and Bird flying up fast from being scared

And of course

Horsepower!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Survivors of Winter — Monday, May 16, 2022

I always wonder how the wee little animals do

Mr. P with his feathers are shinny and georgous

The silent winging of our resident hawk

The happy peaceful feeling

Being out THERE on the farm.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Dancing, Dancing, Dancing in the Sunlight —- Wednesday, November 24, 2021

The dance of food/life

The sun and jet…streaming in the shivering air

Lawerance of Arabia, Tonto’s replacement…dancing, dancing for all the girls

The Quail rising into the sky

Moonlight; adding beauty to the earth, air, the heavens

A rather thin little pheasant—dashing, dashing, dashing away.

And my miss at getting a nice photo of a Flicker.

Each and everything dancing in my soul.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Tra-la-la-la, RUN —- Monday, August 16, 2021

Tra-la-la-la, hum, just skipping along

OH! MY! GOODNESS!

RUN!!!!

Life on a Colorado Farm,

Linda