My Mother Used to Say: When It Rains It Pours, — Sunday, January 12, 2025

“The New Year Stands Before Us, like a Chapter in a Book, waiting to be written.”—Melody Beattie

December and January have been a tad —-well, a time of sickness.

First I got COVID, then Terry got COVID.

We got over all that in time for CHRISTMAS!!! (See blessings do abound)

Then I came down with a sudden, horrific, leg infection, rising from my ankle to my knee–swelling, turning red, full of horrendous pain— and requiring me to walk with a cane. (When I had to walk)

But thanks to a specialist, medication, and a strong will to be pain-free —those hours of laying awake in the deep of the night counting my heartbeats to see if I have enough heartbeats in my heart to keep going.

I made it.

I can walk now without a cane.  My leg is starting to heal. (I’m almost pain-free right now)

The blessings have been heaped on me like rain on parched land.  I am so grateful.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

One Belongs to the Other — Sunday, October 13, 2024

And they both belong to the Earth!

The moon, the planets, and our earth—all a system of one 🙂

“Delicious autumn!  My very soul is wedded to it.”—George Eliot

From my world to your heart,

Linda

The Good Earth—er, Crops, Sunday, October 6, 2024

The corn is drying down.  Gradually, gradually.

It’s not there yet.  One field is starting to show the most signs of drying, but not totally.

So we wait. Waiting is okay.  It’s a wee break in farming.  🙂

“Listen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves.  We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!” —Humbert Wolfe

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Baby, Baby, —Sunday, July 21, 2024

It’s happening!

The corn is starting to tassel

And the baby ears are forming!

So!  SOOO! Very exciting!

“Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape; but most of all….summer was Dill.”  Harper Lee 

(Or maybe CORN!) 

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Beauty of Spring, — Sunday, May 19, 2024

There is such a magical beauty about this time of year

The stunning glory of the spread wings of the the Red-Winged Blackbirds

The chirping song of the Red-breasted Robins

Shadows starting to show leaves, instead of stark limbs

A little tiny slice of the moon; sending it’s light into the pulse of the earth

The sun shines through the clouds right into our souls.

The granules of sand, dust, and dirt gifting love to each one of us.

We are all so blessed, you and I.  So very blessed.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

DONE! DONE! DONE!!!, Sunday, April 14, 2024

Here is my project after I scaped all the old paint off

Now I am done!  All the peaks and the windows and the door.  A new door is going in on the other side (someday)

DONE!!!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Happy Easter Everyone—Sunday, March 31, 2024

Raise your voice in song!

From my heart to your heart,

Linda

WINTER!!! Week 10 — The World is Starting to Wake, Sunday, February 25, 2024

I love the hum and growth of the new year!!

The GRASS is turning GREEN!!!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Winter Week 7, Sunday, February 4, 2024

I am trying hard!  Really I am!

I just need something different to look at something—not winterish—something —- OH!!!

THEY ARE BACK!!!

THE REDWINGED BLACKBIRDS HAVE RETURNED!!!

YAY!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Winter! Week 5, Sunday, January 21, 2024

I have a very messy yard…winter is always the worst.

It’s because I love feeding the birds.

knowing that the bugs have a warm place to hang out over the winter; and can emerge come Spring—is a very good thing to me. 🙂

I never cut back the flower stalks…there is so much food there for the birds. PLUS!  The Lacewings, LadyBugs, Parasitic Wasps; and Native Bees winter in the stems of the now-dead flowering plants.

I even have a brush pile for birds to hide from predators and ground-living squirrels and rabbits to shelter in.

I know.

My yard is a mess—but it works for me and all those lovely creatures who share their lives in my yard and on the farm.

Winter— Week Five!  60 Days until March 19th!

Thankfully the days are growing longer!

Sunshine always makes me smile!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda