Listen Carefully to the Earth as It Falls Asleep —- Sunday, May 12, 2024

Quietly stop wherever you are and listen

To the sounds of the earth

Falling sleep.

Gradually, gradually the birds, the animals, the insects, the plants, and even the sky

Say Good Night!—as they drift off into the land of dreams.

 

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Sometimes My Throat Catches — Thursday, March 7, 2024

When I see the fleeting beauty of sun-colored clouds or the golden light of the morning or evening sun

When the golden sunlight picks up the Canada Geese or the Sandhill Cranes wings flash through the clouds or the colors of their feathers as they feed in the fields

As the sun sets ever so gradually, yet swiftly, It feels like the day only lasts for a short time, then winks out to begin again the next day.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

A Shinning Simplicity — Tuesday, March 21, 2023

The sun has been seen so rarely all this late fall, winter, and now early spring

That when we do have it we are over-wrought with

Immense joy.

I would like to hang onto the joy of the sun.  Instead, we have the diaphanous sheen of pearly grey.

Sigh.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Beauty in the Sky — Wednesday, December 7, 2022

The graceful (thick with moisture) clouds

Moving quickly together in rather jubilant rays of the setting sun

Gave way to a beautiful cloud-covered moon

Complete with a sparkling ring of moisture

The moon sharply swallowed by the clouds.

The quietness of the night came down softly, inviting all to drowsiness.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Contrast —- Sunday, August 28, 2022

The Contrast of Evening Sun on showers in the canyons

The very strong line of shadow and light

Night rising up on the land–defining the last light in the sky

Big fat rain clouds—- sunlight through the old apricot tree

Sunrise dressing the earth with Morning

Dusk filled with brilliance

Even the wind, in all its amazing power; lifting the soil into the air— gifts us with a refreshing of sorts.

Each and every moment of our full 24-hour day gives us so much—so many things of contrast, so many types of varying gifts they are too numerous to count.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

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