Sing loud! Sing long! Sing with all your soul!
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Genevieve wrote me three days ago this very sad, but beautiful email:
I will sadly be reading and commenting on your blog all alone from now on. Cupcake has crossed the rainbow bridge after a stunning 18 1/2 years of sparkling life. As you can well imagine, things are pretty dark and sad around here right now.I sent my girl off with instructions to find and kiss our old friends up there and to send me a new good-girl down here. There’s too much love left over for her, so I need a new dog to catch the overflow.
I’ll be back as soon as I figure out who I am without her. But I didn’t want you to worry in the meantime. I’m adding the double rainbow that I saw about a week ago. I imagine Cupcake is sitting under it right now.
Love,
Genevieve
I am singing a song of great happiness for you and your new fur baby!
I wake to a vague feeling of sadness
It’s not over-whelming, but just a low, deep feeling within
Sometimes I can shake it off, sometimes not.
Do you have such days?
Lypophrenia (n.) A vague feeling of sadness seemingly without any cause.
Yep, that’s me, sometimes.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Go outside! No matter where you live—look up, look down, and become one with what you see!
Once you are there. Once you see. Once you experience. Give Thanks to your God(s) for you are truly blessed.
“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”–L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
From my world to your heart,
Linda
We don’t do a 4th cutting of alfalfa or grass. We like to have plants that are tall and full of protein for the cows when they come. (Sometime after we get the corn out)
Also, it provides masses of food for the bees and the butterflies. It was a delightful sound to stand there and just listen.
Foodsmany gifts to all. (Including for me to stand and enjoy).
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I have to use photos from my archives—please forgive me. They have been hard to photograph lately
There is something you can’t help but love about Crows
They are so incredibly bright—studies have shown they are as bright as a nine-year old child.
They do have some very scavenger habits–
That I really don’t care for: like trying to peck out the eyes of newborn calves, poaching baby birds from other nests to feed their own, and devouring exhausted songbirds on their way home.
Still, there are other marvelous things about them—they talk to each other, and to you (if you talk to them) and clean up those ‘dead’ things so the earth stays fresh and clean.
Besides, I think they are just darn right “purdy”!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda