An Archangel Painted the Sky — Sunday, November 21, 2021

The Flames of mighty truths

The Large and Vibrant Whispers

Of an Arch Angel’s Glittering, and gossamer spell casting deep shadows on the land.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

The Wind Tugs, Then Stops, and the Air Becomes Calm —Sunday, May 16, 2021

See the male in the background and the female in the forefront?

In the cool morning light, I often see my little male pheasant who has claimed the Upper End

And at least one of his ‘girls’

I see him often in the cool of the early morning light

Followed by two hens.  Sometimes only one, but most of the time two.

BUT, in the delightful sinking of the sun,

as we turned up to the largest Alfalfa field, I saw ANOTHER male rooster. 

Then over by the little creek, which runs through the farm, there was One More!

Finally, the last one I saw was guarding his territory by the little alfalfa field!

Four male pheasants, in four different areas of the farm….all protecting ‘their spot’.

What a beautiful, shimmering, abundant world we live in!

We are so blessed.  Thank you to each and every person who reads this; for your prayers and hugs and well-wishes.

From my heart to your world,

Linda

In the Peace and Quiet — Monday, April 19, 2021

“Age has given me what I was looking for my entire life…I fit into me now…I have become the woman I hardly dared imagine I would be.”  Anne Lamott

Shhhhh…go slowly in the low sun

Allow the light to dazzle your eyes.

Watch the sun blazing through the dip in the canyons way up there on the Uncompahgre Plateau

See the hawk, on silent wings, flying softly —-hunting, hunting

The sky, slowly darkening

Until the first stars start to show.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

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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As the Daylight Shortens —- Monday, November 16, 2020

The skittering clouds traveled willingly away from us

Bringing beautiful clear skies the next day

During the silence of the night

(Caught on the game camera)

The deer arrived to enjoy snacks and safety with the cows

The farm has a loud and marvelous heartbeat—-if one just listens.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

A Wee Gift of Magic — Thursday, October 22, 2020

There is something so extra special

When something unexpected comes your way

Taking you by surprise

That is what happened to Terry and me yesterday in the mail.

A special hand-made card-sending us strength and love as we move through this time with

Our darling little Beagle.

From my world to your heart,

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

Conjuring Magic —- Thursday, August 6, 2020

Earth ditches are a lot of work!

To move the dam (the orange thing) all the mud (the water is full of mud and it settles against the orange dam) has to be dugout; by hand, back, shovel.

Then moved down the ditch to the NEXT spot.

While we were there—Terry doing all the work and I taking photos 🙂

The girls had to come over to see just what we (Terry) were doing

Each one took a turn sniffing and running their noses on the orange dam

Then over to have a wee visit full of pets and rubs.

While working there a handsome feller rushed by

The Joys (and work) on a western Colorado farm

Where magic occurs every day. 🙂

From my heart to your world,

Linda

 

The God(s) Do Talk to Us —- Monday, June 15, 2020

Your God, My God, and Everyone’s God

Talks to us.

Sometimes they talk in signs

Sometimes writing in the heavens

Sometimes sending the sun to chase away the shadows

Often times the messages are so loud and clear

We can not hear or see

We are looking for an answer

That Crashes like a Symbol!  Something that SHOUTS!

But the answers are always there…

The answers filter into our thoughts,

Subtle, but profound

It’s up to us to listen—

With our souls.

If we truly and honestly want an answer.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

The Glimmer of Healing —- Wednesday, May 20, 2020

Gradually, Boomer is healing.  The very strong medication seems to have worked, although, he is still exhibiting some signs of breathing trouble

Now his old bones are refusing to move comfortably—I have something for arthritis, which I hope works

I watch him carefully all the time —trying not to let despair creep into me like an early morning mist

Wait! I said to myself….What is there, right by the tire!?!?

A HEART ROCK!

I picked it up and took it home. When I washed it off I saw that the heart-rock was a tad worse for wear…a series of chips on the corner

A big chip on the other side

Still a gift of love from the Universe to me.

Peace and love and hope and concern are oftentimes fraught with worry,

Boomer and I will take everything one day at a time.

Thank you so much, once more, for all your thoughts, concerns, and prayers.  My hope is Boomer Beaglie Brown will get back to his joyful little self; I will do whatever I can to help him get there.

That and pray.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda