The woodpile is growing somewhat thinner…leaving me with huge base chunks of tree stumps, so Terry dug out the wood splitter

Giving us lots of more pieces of wood to heat the house with.  I enjoyed this satisfying bit of physical work in a thin heat of afternoon.

Later that evening, as the sun started to set…the sky became a kaleidoscope of rotating lovely colors

 Coming back toward the house I noticed the sunset reflected in the Tilehouse’s windows

Pure and

Simple magic.

Your friend on a western Colorado Farm,

Linda