A Buoyant Shape in the Atmosphere — Monday, March 15, 2021

Thursday evening I had gone out to bring Terry in from the fields; I walked back Watching the cheerful and energetic flocks of the Sandhill Cranes

and the gleaming  sun lowering behind the Uncompahgre Plateau

When I noticed a sudden ray of light; rainbow colors brightening the chill of the sky.

A cacophony of colors announcing a Sundog!

True to the Sundog’s prediction…Sunday we woke to a very wet skiff of snow and much, much colder weather. With a horrid cold wind.

But it didn’t last.  Not this time of year.

And it brought moisture to the dry ground. Which is all very good.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

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From the Heart of the Fire, A Heart — Wednesday, February 3, 2021

We have been clearing the pasture of old and dead tree stumps and branches.

Where we saw a sundog in the early, early morning sky

Shared the farm with the masses and masses of Sandhill Cranes (YAY)

Quail, a large Jack Rabbit (of whom I didn’t get a photo), and mice.

But, one of the neat things the fire gave us

Was a Heart Rock.  So hot I had to lift it carefully, with the rake, and place it in a snowbank to cool down.

A heart from the fire!

How neat is that?!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm

Linda

Lightning Strikes, Followed by Thunder, Ending in Deafening Silence, Sunday, November 22, 2020

Grace and her two little sidekicks, Polk and Dottie

Had a terrible disaster

Steal up upon them

Danger stalked Grace and Polk and Dottie sometime on a warm late Autumn day.

With loving memory of an amazing bird and her two little hens.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Fate — Thursday, November 19, 2020

Our early morning skies are full of clouds….lots of clouds

Gradually the tumbling clouds break apart

Slowly ever so slowly

Clearing the skies—Causing sunlight to flood across the land

That is when I saw it!  a sundog!  Heralding the call that much colder weather will soon slither its way

And unfurl upon our area.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

There Lingering in the Sky — Sunday, November 15, 2020

We ride out daily now…

Checking the cows

Keeping count,

Making sure the cows are comfortable with us

Checking fences (and gates)

Overhead the Canada Geese keep us company

We have a NEW little one—very early.   But, for some reason or other, there always seems to be one cow who springs a surprise.

Last night I saw a Sundog…colder weather on its way.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Flicker of Sunlight —- Sunday, November 8, 2020

The cows arrived! The joy of cattle feet back on the land!

The storm clouds rolled in over-night, moving along by a wind unseen

Over in the South West part of our farm, a very faint Sundog started to appear.

Growing brighter and brighter in the cool cloudy sky.

In three days’ time, our temperature will drop too much cooler norms.

The thick clouds started filling in again…leaving not a single space of blue.

But the exciting thing of wonder (I almost missed it) came with a phone call from Cliff and Kimberly—

“Quick!  Look to the West…there is a Care Bear Rainbow  (as our daughter, Kimberly called the rainbow) dancing in the sky”.

Sure enough…There is was. Perfectly Perfect as a sign of Hope.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

There in a Sudden Blaze — Sunday, October 11, 2020

Thursday, I was out and about looking for things of wonder

Watching the insects and bees, enjoying the beauty of the last flowers of the season—

Thinking to myself that Autumn/Fall is earth’s answer to the sky’s gift of rainbows

Checking the bee house (it’s filling up)

And the ladybug house—-nothing there.  I don’t really know how a LadyBug house works.

When I looked up into the sky and saw a Sun Dog!

A simple, but very {always} correct announcement, of colder weather coming in three days’ time.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Sherlock Boomer—-What Mom Doesn’t Know, Chapter Ten, Friday, August 28, 2020

 

Chapter Ten

Mom got a phone at noon. It was my brother,

Evan.

The news was not good, Mom’s grand-dog, and my bestest buddy, Zookie Brown passed away.

Zookie and I were great friends.

When Zookie and Bella got to stay with us, Zookie always slept with me.  Bella would sleep with Mom on the bed, but Zookie slept with ME!

Zookie was 20 years old.

Mom said she was very glad that Bella and Zookie got to stay with us while their Mom and Dad moved to Montana.

It was the last time we all got to be together, Bella, Mom, Dad, Zookie, and I.

When Mom and I were coming back from being ‘out-on-the-farm’ we saw a Sun Dog.

Somethings are hard.  Saying good-bye is one of those hard things.

But I think…this is just what I think, but I think,  that was really Zookie saying everything is fine, here over the rainbow bridge.

Good-bye, Little Buddy.  Good-bye.

Those Small Little Gifts —- Sunday, March 1, 2020

I was walking back from the smallest field, where Terry and I were working yesterday, when I came across a rock in the shape of a heart

O! THE JOY!  A Heart Rock!

Then I noticed the rock next to the heart—-ah! I see! I thought.  Once just an odd-shaped rock, now suddenly a different one..full of love.

Driving home Friday from the District Basketball tournament,  just chilling there in the sky was a beautiful Sundog.

In three days—which is Monday we are to see a cool down to colder weather.

Ah, well!  It ’tis March.  I would rather have the Lion March at the first of the month, than the last of the month.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

While the Gods Hoovered Around Us —-Thursday, December 5, 2019

“Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons, It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.”— Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

While the Gods hoovered around us, and by us, and even over us

The corn harvest came to a final end, as the draining light fled the sky

Which was a good thing, because last night the clouds came in

Bringing to us chilly rain

a dripping and damp (but clean) earth

Then for a second, as the clouds parted for a wee small moment

Another Sundog glossed the clouds, simmering in rainbow colors. Quickly the clouds slid thickly over and the rains started to pour.

Our roof now echoes with the drumming of moisture.

All is well.

From my world to your heart,

Linda