We had to put out all the siphon tubes
Which was a big, big, back-bending job
Some neighbor up the road a-ways was burning off a field. Scary.
Then it was time to open the headgate. See that little long chute-like box with the little waterfall. That is the headgate to our farm. This is where the water is taken out of the FN Lateral Canal (just our amount) flows into the headgate, where there is a tin dam stopping or letting the water through the long box going off toward the edge of the photo.
That is our allotted water. The water is measured and monitored by the Uncompahgre Valley Water Ditch Rider assigned to whatever ditch.
Water is expensive, much more so than the taxes for the farm—and it is precious.
This is our fork to clean out the trash which collects in the headgate.
Once we turn the water onto the farm, we have to clean out the trash in the ditches.
The easiest way is to let the water push it into a pile, then take your pitchfork and lift it up and over the side.
We do this all the way through all the cement and
dirt ditches until we get to the end of the farm, where (then) the water flows back into the canal. Cleaned of trash; moving toward the next farm.
Terry takes the first stand and I take the second stand. In other words, Terry lifts the most and I pick up the trash that gets away from him as he is flipping the big wad out.
Then back we go to the Upper End, where we cleaned and planted a new pasture. Here is where we started the first of the irrgation.
Then (as the pastures water started flowing back into the transfer ditch, we laid out the siphon tubes in the Middle Field.
Once the water got to the Middle Field Terry put in dams and we set the tubes
Water! Gurgling and flowing, shimmering across one of the alfalfa fields.
A whole long day of hard work, but a perfect result!
Thirsty ground, happy plants.
The water will be changed twice a day—just as the sun comes up in the morning and then in the evening before the darkness descends.
Every day from now on out. And if we have our water cut (which they might) then we change it even more…sometimes even in the night.
I suppose some would say it’s a hard life, but honestly, Terry and I love it.
But you know that, don’t you? 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
This is certainly hard work, but you and Terry are bringing new life to the farm. Thank you!
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Thank you, George! We had ice on the running water this morning. BRRRRR Cold!
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We do know you love it. The love pops out of every picture, every word, and every sentence. It rubs off and in turn, we love learning about it.
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You made my heart sing! Love you, Genevieve and Cupcake!
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Water a thing of beauty! Your alfalfa field is beautiful! 🙂
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It is looking good. Having the cows much it down to stubs is some much help…:)
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Oh my gosh, what a huge job you and Terry do with the water. Every year I watch the process and think….that’s incredible. What a hard day’s work it is. I’m so glad you both love what you do. You are amazing farmers!
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The older we get…(I am 72 and Terry will be 77 in a few weeks) we also wonder how much longer we can keep on keeping on…but so far…we are able 🙂
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Every year I look forward to the water coming. That and your hummingbirds, the cranes, the cows, the grandkids… Your blog is a treasure of memories.
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You are ever so kind. Good morning, Sara!
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I know you love it! And I always think such hard work when I read your posts about it. But so satisfying right! 🙂 Yes, water sure is precious ..
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It sure is…and they saying…it’s going to be short this year. Scary.
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