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,



We Have Been Ever so Dry—-Thursday, September 12, 2019

The wind kicks up the dust something fierce

And a quick ride down the farm roads always leave a rush of dust behind

But, the last few days have brought us rain clouds

And the beauty of a bright wonderous rainbow

Glinting in the sky!

What wonderful joy to see…Rainbows in the sky.  (Although, right here on our farm, we didn’t get any rain—but’s that’s okay we did get see Rainbows anyway)!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


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,



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!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


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,