A rainbow from Kona, Hawaii!
I asked if I could post it—“Of course”, he replied. “I always think of you when I see a rainbow”.
WOW!!! Thank you, Thank you, ever so much!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I had to go to town to get my weekly supply of groceries—you know, where you need a small loan from the bank in order to check out.
When I saw a RAINBOW—a symbol of hope, blessings, and continued favor from the God(s) who decides all things.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm
Linda
This beautiful rainbow as she was going out! WOW! So perfect and, well, perfect!
Thank you so much,
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I saw a RAINBOW!
Oh, the Excitement! The Wonder! The True Delight!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Rainbow! or Sundog! Either way, it is a first for me this year!!!
YAY!
“Every dawn seemed to promise fresh miracles”—-Anna Godbersen
Your friend on Western Colorado farm,
Linda
Cliff took it when they were out walking by Sweitzer Lake here in Delta.
Marvelous! A Gift! I still haven’t seen one for myself this year, but I’ve been so blessed to get to share in the ones people send to me!
Thank you! Each and every one! Thank you, Cliff.
Linda
I love getting emails that open up with a wonderful surprise—
“Thought of you from our farm in western Nebraska…” The email said.
How absolutely marvelous! This rainbow. The wide expanse of Nebraska farmland, who could ever ask for more?
Word for the day: Pluviophile (n): a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
After a lot of this—–
WE GOT A RAINBOW!!!
I just love seeing Magic in the air!
Brontide (n): The low rumble of distant thunder
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Flying high and higher and highest still, the Sandhill cranes passed overhead low enough for a photo and loud enough for their calls to be heard.
And a wonderful! Complete! RAINBOW! Sparking the world all washed clean and smelling crisp and new!
WOW!
“The bees are stirring, burds are on the wing, and Winter, slumbering in the open air, wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring!”– Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Thank you ever so much!
Linda
I watched a rainstorm play along the Uncompahgre Plateau, dipping down into the Roubidoux Canyon.
We had sprinkles here.
But more than sprinkles I saw this gift
As the golden hour appeared so did a rainbow shining amoung the dark clouds and the leaves being lifted and flown through the air
Delightful!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
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