Where Do Childhood Dreams Go? —- Sunday, August 4, 2019

“Things you are passionate about are not Random They are your Calling.”—By Fabienne Fredrickson  

Sometimes I wonder.  Where do all those fantasies we dreamed of, as young children,  vanish too?

They seem to become lost somewhere between growing up and growing old

I have spent some time pondering this: looking back upon some of my childhood dreams and desires

Their radiance of possibly more like a thin vapor in my old age

Still, within the scudding, mundane chores and routines of every day

They surely are there in the shielding cover of adulting.

Sometimes I get a wee spark of that time, of years long gone, when the possibility of life and being alive and creating a space in the time called living shine forth once more.

A place where it is easy to listen to the voice of your childhood dreams

Where the shaded windows of your own soul wake up and you remember and feel the excitement all over again.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

Pure and Wonderful Delight—-Sunday, March 3, 2019

We had rain…I tried to get a photo of it last night, rain is rather hard to photograph in the dark…

Just say’n.

But still, I had fun trying.

Yesterday our oldest daughter saw a marvelous rainbow on her way to work

So, because I love rainbows…she sent a photo to me!

Even though we are so terribly wet, and the days are dark and dreary Boomer’s and my little walkabouts are showing that Spring is starting to arrive

And this morning after a night of hard rain

I see GREEN starting to appear!

YAY!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Taste of Spring—Sunday, February 3, 2019

It rained during the night…soft gentle rain, then heavy mud creating rain

But on my way out to take care of the two little fluffy hens

The gray light started to brighten, the clouds drifted into clumps instead of one big mass

The sun broke forth and I saw two Rainbows.  At different parts of the sky!

MAGIC and Wonder right here and now in FEBRUARY!!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Demands of Each Day—Sunday, October 21, 2018

There is still much to do, farm work does not stop just because it’s Autumn

It actually speeds up for this season is the accumulation of winter, spring, and summer

It’s a good time, though.  It’s the time of Harvest where the demands of the day increase.

(I just bought myself a new work coat…well, actually I got TWO new work coats…looking at this one, it was time 🙂 )

The corn harvest is getting very close.  We were thinking we would start Monday, but not quite yet.

The moisture content of the kernels is 15.5%  —as soon as we hit 15% the combine will head into the field, the big grain truck will follow it and there we will be…

in the harvest.

These late Fall days, cool and growing short, deplete our energy, but the work nourishes us.

Winter nears—the leaves are falling like yellow flecks of light on the tired ground.

Everything and everyone is singing the song of Fall.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

The Bringer of Beauty and Pleasure —-Sunday, October 7, 2018

It’s raining here.  Has been for days!  And Nights.

But I am not complaining, although we are starting to be a tad too wet!

Still, this morning after a very rich and full cloudburst

A rainbow appeared over our house, landing in the now harvested pinto bean field

And on the Cottonwood tree at the end of Fedler’s yard

The whole tree was alive with the color gold!

The sky is a dark leaden color, the rainbow over our house brings such beauty and pleasure I just had to share it with you!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Drops of Sunlight—Tuesday, August 28, 2018

I find it ever so much fun to turn on my computer each morning and find within a email message from a friend.

There one was….From Kate: in that land of the Kiwi—

“Hello
We just had a 15 minute shower of rain, our first for 2 months. It didn’t last long, but it was long enough to produce this:”  Kate
There hanging in the stormy sky of indigo clouds; sparkled a rainbow!
A perfect way to start my day!
Thank you so much, Kate!

From my world to your heart,
Linda

 

A Peace of Calm Beauty—-Thursday, July 19, 2018

Elaine sent me this wonderful rainbow all bright and lovely in the sky about her home in the Black Forest.

Lucky me! Lucky You!

Then Rene` sent me this sweet sight close to her house in Paonia, Colorado.

Lucky me…now lucky you.

Then coming back from Montrose Sunday evening, we saw this unusual rainbow topping the hilltops close to Black Canyon.

Raindrops in color a hugely thrilling sight!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

We Have Not Cut the Alfalfa Yet —- Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Terry didn’t cut the alfalfa yesterday, because of a predicted 30% chance of rain.

Which, by the afternoon turned into 100% guarantee of that delightful special moisture from the heavens

As the sun started to sink and the clouds started to break up

The sun, low and dazzling shot blazing rays of glorious light

Filling the heavens with a double collection of sparkling, arched light,

in the low-lying mist left from the dissipating clouds.

A gift from the heavens…oh, how blessed we were.  Rain, no alfalfa down, and a double rainbow.

Perfect!

From my heart to your world,

Linda

A Spring Storm —- Sunday, May 6, 2018

Friday night, as the sun broke through the gathering clouds, sending dancing shadows upon the land, and the day was just coming into dusk

There in the little mist created from raindrops and sunlight

I  SAW a RAINBOW!  My first since winter.  A low to ground rainbow hitting the earth like a multi-colored veil…all silent, yet wondrous!

“God puts rainbows in the clouds so that each of us can see the possibility of hope.”–Maya Angelou

Saturday and today are warm and lovely!  Spring is in full swing! Finally!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

Friday Day it Rained and Blew —- Sunday, October 1, 2017

Off and on all the day of Friday we had thick, soft, wet clouds in the sky,

Then an opening between storms would gift us with prisms of beauty, so wonderful they seemed to breathe in the autumn air

Then the storms would come again puddling on the earth leaving behind a leaden stillness,

and a sullen sky

Then once more in stunning splendor the sun would break forth and brighten the gloom

The parted clouds lighting the world.

Then that evening as the sunset

Built within the sunset

A sundog appeared!  I stood marveling as the amazing sky sang with echoes of humming songs in color for all to see.

From my world to your heart,

Linda