Crystals Glittering in the Sky — Monday, August 22, 2022


It’s been raining all around us

Which is okay

The peaceful and beautiful showers gift us with Rainbows!

Of which, the Earth repays in hearts!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



Feeling Grateful — Sunday, August 21, 2022

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for your senses to grow sharper”–W.B. Yeats

For a sky filled with

The very bright promise from the Heavens

An invigorating nip of Hope in the air

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



While Changing Water —-Tuesday, August 2, 2022

A very brilliant rainbow

hovered RIGHT there by us.

Actually, the tail end of TWO rainbows were in the sky—   Rainbows in the East

And a sundog in the west!

WOW!  We were double blessed!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



In a World of Dreaded Monsters —Wednesday, June 8, 2022

Monsters that leap (listening/reading/thinking about the “news”)

and dance, (all our politicians, who live in candy houses — here and there, worldwide and local)

grab you as you cross over bridges, (fuel prices)

and parade through our nightmares (cost of living, work problems, not enough money to go around)

There is always hope!  Once you understand Hope, you can not understand again)

(This is our first rainbow of the late Spring/Summer—what a huge delight!)

From my world to your heart,




The Flickering Dance of Sunlight —- Sunday, December 20, 2020

Look at this glorious gift I received all the way from Dingwall, Scotland.
What a joy!
Thank you, Helen!
This morning we are blessed with this beautiful complete double rainbow! It isn’t coming out as vibrant on my phone as in real life because the light is pretty grey and weak (sunrise was 9am and it’s raining). Some are taken from my front doorstep, some from the upstairs bedroom window. I hope you have a beautiful day, stay safe and warm (I know you are expecting snow)

Gosh, how lucky I am! Rainbows from around the world!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Sometimes I Struggle with Feelings of Dread —- Wednesday, June 10, 2020

I don’t know why I struggle with dread/ or the feeling of impending doom

I really don’t know why.

I even looked it up on the internet and found out that elderly people do struggle with feelings of despair.

Maybe it’s a subtle worry about aging and the future

Or the fact, as a septuagenarian death is looming ever closer,

(Photo by our daughter, Shannon)

Not arriving quickly, but not slowly either

(Photo by our daughter, Shannon)

So I am always rather amazed

Not stunned with amazement

But pleasantly surprised

When I look to the heavens and find residing there gently

Are diamonds….adorning the ether and my eyes—taking away the cheap feeling of impending ruin

All I have to do is Look

There within the white clouds, riding high above the breeze is that ancient symbol of hope, a promise of blessings, and the belief life is truly made up of roses and laugher.

All I have to do is look; give Thanks for what is to come,

All will be what it is supposed to be —- and that, in and of itself is Good.

From my heart to your world,




After the Heavy Rain of Gray Skies Swept Away—-Monday, March 16, 2020

There in that wonderous blue sky

I saw rainbows filling the slightly green earth with hope

Lighting the sky with the glow of a luminous gift

Blotting out the cold rain.

That evening the circle around the moon

Promised there were still moisture crystals in the air.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


A Tiny Flash of Wonder —-Sunday, December 8, 2019

“There are moments when all anxiety and stated toil are becalmed in the infinite leisure and repose of nature.”—Henry David Thoreau

Friday, evening, while hauling wood I looked up and saw a beautiful rainbow gracing the day.

That evening as the day turned into night

The moon promised moisture

Surely to come.

  If not Saturday, then soon very soon.

On the way to town (Saturday), there in the rearview mirror, among the dirt speckles I saw (O! THE JOY!) a RAINBOW!

Which suddenly appeared again, after we turned the corner and another corner; there it was

Filling the sky with love and hope and wonder.

That evening (Saturday) walking across the field with Black Beauty’s Mom, my oldest daughter, she suddenly stopped “Here is a Heart, just for you, Mom.” 

And there it was a perfect tiny little heart. Just waiting for someone to show it’s self too.


What a delightful weekend, Rainbows and wee little heart stone.

From my world to your heart,


The Adventures of Boomer on Friday— Friday, November 22, 2019, We See Rainbows

Mom, Dad, and I saw RAINBOWS!

Lots of Rainbows.

Sometimes Dad would say: “Look there is a Rainbow”!

Mom would get all excited, whip out her camera and snap.

When she would snap, I always tried to see what she was snapping AT!


Not only Rainbows,

but we saw raindrops!

And there in the mountains….SNOW!

Lots of Snow.

Mom and I think all that is good, but more than anything I think

CHECKING OUT THE NEWS in the farmyard, EVEN better than Rainbows.


(Just say’n)


Beaglie Boomer Brown, or is it Boomer Beaglie Brown?


There Arching Across the Sky —- Tuesday, September 17, 2019

Off and on for a few days, we have had clouds, then splatters of rain, or nothing,

Just beautiful clouds.

I’m still painting in the house.  I, now, have the back porch, the kitchen and the fireplace room painted.

I need to rest my shoulder for a few days before I start again.

Last Sunday I received two gifts, one from my daughter, Kimberly, who took the photo

Of a double rainbow as we were all driving home from the Black Canyon

Then another one from her husband, Cliff; I received that same evening.

Very welcome Rainbows, perfect blessings of magic.

From my world to your heart,